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When she nodded, he pulled back her chair, then addressed the silent spectators. “Ladies. It was a pleasure to meet you.”
“Merry Christmas!” Theresa called, grinning.
“Merry Christmas,” Maddie called back as confused as she was delighted.
Minutes later she was once again seated in his car. “This is becoming a habit.”
“Yeah.” He slid a grin in her direction before starting the engine. “It is.”
“I’m not sure what to say. How did you know where to find me?”
“I have my ways.”
“And I want to know them.”
“I called Kaylee. I remembered you telling her you were going to the shelter. If you’re going to be mad at someone, be mad at me. I promised her I’d take the heat.”
“But I was at the coffee shop.”
“Others were talking about maybe coming over.”
Part of her appreciated his efforts. “I’ll forgive you if you tell me where we’re going.”
“Your place. If you’re willing to give me the address.”
At least this saved her from needing to call another ride service. “I’m in Kenner. A small house that I inherited from my mom.” She gave him the address, and he programmed it into his phone.
On the drive, she told him all about the day including the fun singalong she’d participated in. When he slid to a stop in front of her home, she turned to him. “Thank you for the ride.”
“I have a little something for you.”
“Zander…”
He didn’t waste his time arguing with her. “Open the front door for me, will you?”
The man was a force to be reckoned with.
He opened the rear of the SUV, and it was filled with two boxes.
What?“Can I give you a hand?”
“I’m a big, strong man.”
“A big, strong, stubborn man,” she muttered.
“What?” He slowly turned to stare at her.
Twin arrows of desire and fear shot through her. “Nothing.Sir.”
“That’s what I thought. Let’s get this stuff inside.”
Swept away in the storm he created, she hurried up the walkway to open the front door, and he followed her inside, carrying the largest box, made from Styrofoam.
“This needs to go in the kitchen.”
Her home was long and narrow, so the kitchen was visible from the living room. She walked in front of him to sweep a pile of mail to the side.
The moment he set it down, she looked at him. “Can I open it?”
