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He pulls out his phone and opens some shopping app and hands it to me. “Buy anything you need. They’ll deliver it by tonight,” he says.
I give him a look that says he’s being ridiculous. His stern stare tells me that he means business. I’m slowly figuring out his facial expressions, the tone of his voice, and even the ways he moves when he’s calm or angry. I order a few things and hand him back his phone.
“You do know money doesn’t solve every problem, right?” I ask him as we walk inside.
“I know that. But it solves a lot of them,” he replies as our dogs come bounding toward us. I smile. Felipe has made friends and the way Isaac and Ames have accepted him as one of their pack warms my heart.
“Hi, buddy,” I say as I pet him and then scratch Isaac’s and Ames’s heads.
“Did you two have fun?” Mrs. Potter asks as she rounds the corner from the back hall.
“We did. It was a fun day,” Adam declares. “Can you ask Bastian to pretty please make us cheese ravioli and salad for dinner?” So much for not requesting particular meals from Bastian. That’s two days in a row.
I blush when he turns and winks at me. How am I falling for him? I just met him. Yet…there’s just something about him.
“Of course. Bastian made a minestrone and it’s on the stove whenever you want lunch or if you ate in town, I can have him put it in containers,” she says.
“Oh, we’ll try it. It sounds good,” I say, feeling bad he went through the trouble.
I begin to walk toward the kitchen, but Adam sweeps me up and tosses me over his shoulder. I squeal.
Mrs. Potter laughs.
“We’ll have it with dinner. I have to show Isa some things upstairs,” he says as he carries me to his room.
“Adam!” I shriek as I giggle. I look down at Mrs. Potter from the landing at the top of the stairs. She’s smiling at me, and I know I must be bright red.
When we get to Adam’s room, he sets me down gently and takes my face in his hands. “I needed you to myself,” he says as his thumbs trace my jawline.
“Adam,” I start, but stop when I see the sincerity in his eyes.
“How?” he asks.
I frown. “How…what?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “Nothing.”
I lean up and plant a kiss on his lips. “I think I know because I feel it too. And I don’t know how we’re connecting like this so quickly. It’s like…”
“Magic? I thought we’d already established that,” he finishes my thought.
I nod as he leans down and kisses me, this time our lips and tongues caress and lick and I get lost in him…in us.
“You know what else is magical?” he asks as he pulls back.
“What?”
He thrusts his hardness against me, and I laugh. “You’re such a man-child,” I tease.
“I’ll show you that I’m much more man than child,” he promises as he pulls my sweater over my head. And I decide I’d like that…very much indeed. In fact, I’m beginning to like everything about Adam, and that is a little scary.
CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
Adam
It’s been two weeks. Two weeks of riding four-wheelers, going for walks in the snow, movie nights, and late nights in my bed. I’ve asked her hundreds of questions, and she’s asked me even more. She’s invaded my thoughts from the time I get up till the time I go to bed. I don’t want to admit I’m addicted to Isa Garren, but I’m finding it hard to deny it with each passing day.
My phone pings with a text.
