“What’s it about?”
“So, I was thinking…” His voice trailed off and my heart started racing. Was he about to ask me what I thought he was about to ask? Because if he thought he was going to proposition me for sex, I would slap him. I didn’t even care if anyone saw me. I was absolutely fed up with Chet Hamilton.
“Do you want to explore the ranch with me tomorrow?”
“What?” I hadn’t expected that.
“Come with me to the ranch tomorrow.”
“Why?”
“So I can make amends for being an idiot asshole.”
“So you admit you’re an asshole?”
“I kinda have to, don’t I?” He gave me a wry smile, and I couldn’t stop myself from smiling at him. He was a big old goof, but I couldn’t stay mad at him for long.
“You owe me big time,” I muttered.
“I can kiss your feet to make up for it.” He chuckled as I made a face. “How about a massage?”
“No thanks, Chet.”
“Or you could give me a massage.”
“You wish.”
“I do.” The way the words came out of his mouth made my heart flutter. He tilted his head to the side and gave me a long warm smile. “We could have a contest.”
“A contest?”
“We could see who gives the best massages.”
“Seriously, Chet?”
“I mean, I know I would win, but you could give it your best shot.”
“I would totally win.” I poked him in the chest and we both stilled for a few seconds at the physical contact. I quickly removed my hand and we just looked at each other for a few seconds in silence. He took a step towards me and I thought he was going to kiss me. My entire body felt flushed.
I knew I wouldn’t stop him.
“I’ll see you in the morning, Arya,” he said softly, his eyes teasing me. “Sweet dreams.”
“Night, Chet.” I blushed and turned around quickly. “Sweet dreams to you as well.”
Chapter Ninety-Nine
Arya
“It’s so early in the morning,” I said as I met Chet in the kitchen. It was still dark outside and I was yawning.
“I know, but we’ve got a long day ahead of us.” He handed me a cup of coffee. “Drink this. It will wake you up a little bit.”
“What is it?”
“It’s coffee.”
“I know, but did you add any milk or sugar or cinnamon?”