Page 59 of Wild Wolf Betrothal


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His stomach rumbled in agreement.

Lucy’s face lit up in a big smile when Micah walked in. He stood patiently behind a long line of other people waiting to make their order.

“Is it always this busy at lunch time?” Micah asked when he made it to the counter.

Lucy nodded. “Usually. People are hungry and we have some of the best sandwiches around. The baked potato soup is delicious as well.”

“Maybe they are just coming in to meet the one and only Lucy Stratton, cashier extraordinaire, with her famous purple eyes.”

“Somehow, I doubt that,” Lucy said. “If it was me, they would be coming in to experience my biting wit.”

“You do have an interesting sense of humor, although I would say that a person has to know you to truly understand it,” Micah said, plastering a serious look on his face.

“Mm-hmm. And you think that you know me?”

Micah threw up his hands in mock horror.

“I don’t think that a man could ever truly understand a woman. It is completely beyond our intellectual capacity.”

Lucy laughed and shook her head.

“To be honest, I don’t think that even women understand women. But, you are holding up the line. Did you come here to give me a hard time or to order something?”

“Both. What’s good here?”

“Everything. I think that you would like the fully loaded steak and cheese sandwich.”

“That sounds good.”

“For you, though, I recommend two full sandwiches and the soup.”

“What are you trying to say?”

“I’m trying to say that I’ve seen you eat, and while the sandwiches would be enough to fill up a normal human being with a normal appetite, you will need at least two.”

“I’m not normal?”

“Quite the opposite.”

Someone in the line cleared their throat loudly, so Micah swallowed his next comment and said, “Fine, get me two of those, a bowl of baked potato soup, with some bread and a large drink.”

“Do you want dessert?”

All kinds of comments floated through Micah’s mind, but none of them were appropriate for the time and place.

“I’ll come back up if I’m still hungry.”

Micah watched Lucy as she worked. Her brilliant smile charmed even the crankiest of customers. Her smile was genuine. It reached her glowing eyes, and everyone seemed to be taken in by them.

Once it had died down some, she walked over and started picking up his dishes.

“Are you ready for some dessert?” she asked.

“I’m good for now, but maybe this evening there might be a few things on the menu that look delicious.”

“I guess that depends on which menu you are looking at,” Lucy replied, smirking at him, as she walked away.

Lucy would be busy, and he certainly didn’t want to be creepy and seem like he was stalking her so he decided to go next door and talk to Dillon. He was starting to get bored in Ivy Springs and really wanted to go home. He just wasn’t sure when he should cut ties and just leave. In some ways, he felt as though he was making some progress with Lucy. Slow progress, but progress nonetheless.

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