Page 52 of Resisting the Grump


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His scoff made my heart jolt. “Nope. Just saw you sitting outside. I passed by on my way to a friend.”

A friend? Did he mean a female friend, maybe the one he’d been asking about in the diner?

He shouldered through the screen door. “So, you want to explain this random visit? Thought you were done with me.”

“My parents noticed you haven’t been placing any orders…” My eyes were unfocused, my thoughts spinning—settling in on the conclusion that he’d gone and seen a girl the other night.

Davis tilted his head in my direction, with a small smirk playing across his deliciously evil mouth. “Did they now?”

Asshole.

His teasing tone brought me out of the tailspin, reminding me why I had stopped the orders when I had.

“Yeah, I guess they’re used to catering to you so much, they notice when you up and disappear.”

He let out a small laugh as he set down the box on the kitchen counter. Memories of when I was last in his house popped into my head, a tiny reminder that I was completely alone with him. In his house.

I awkwardly hung in the doorway, loving how the sun filtered in through the tall windows along his living room wall. The backyard was lush, green grass and a patio set to die for.

“You going to stand there all day?” Davis suddenly asked, walking toward me.

Remembering myself, I blinked and shook my head. “I should get back.”

I hadn’t exactly talked with him in the way my mother likely hoped, but my actions spoke loud enough, right? It was clear what my showing up had said—start ordering again, I won’t do anything to mess with it.I could leave now and feel as though I fulfilled my duty.

“You have more deliveries?”

Taking a step back as he crowded me, I tried to find my voice. “No, but I—”

“Then come have lunch with me.”

“Uh…” I watched his eyes nearly sparkle as he grabbed my hand and tugged me toward a door that would lead to the beautiful patio.

I pulled, putting up resistance, trying to stop our trajectory, even though all I wanted to do was see the full scope of his backyard. “I should get back. Rain check? Thank you.”

Turning on his heel, he gave me a devious smile. “Speaking of check, don’t you need to talk to me about more deliveries?”

Fuck.

“That’s why you’re here, isn’t it?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “Are you finally connecting the dots that I don’t order so they’ll cater to me?”

He glued me in place with a glare as he let his statement drop between us. He knew I wouldn’t respond because I was too proud to admit that I had connected those dots and had realized that I was being unfair to him regarding his relationship with my parents.

In silence, I followed him outside to the back, at which point my breath stalled in my lungs.

A respectable patch of green grass extended past the patio, and a tidy looking chicken coop ran along one side of his yard, which dipped down into a small goat pen. The hen house matched the main house, with the same color siding and shutters, and a few furry goats with tiny horns milled around the enclosure. The porch stretched along the back space with a large hot tub outside a bedroom, and the most beautiful patio set, complete with a gas-lit rock table.

As I looked over the yard, something settled in my chest, something warm and comfortable, like I didn’t ever want to leave. “This is beautiful.”

“I like it out here, no matter the season,” Davis said shyly.

Sitting down on the plush seat across from him, I smiled. “I can see that.”

In front of us, on the small table, were two beautifully crafted sandwiches with turkey, avocado and bacon.

“How did you know you’d have company?”

The space under his lashes flushed red. “Uh…I always make two?”

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