Page 53 of Resisting the Grump


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I laughed, tossing my head back. “Liar. My mother called, didn’t she?”

His deepening blush told me I was right.

“So, why did you pretend not to know why I was here?”

Moving a glass of tea in front of me, he tucked his chin to his chest. “She didn’t tell mewhyyou were coming, just that you were on your way, and that I should feed you.”

I ignored what it did to the butterfly swarm in my chest that he’d made two sandwiches in preparation of me coming up here.

Davis watched me, not touching his food.

“Do you want to get a shirt on or a coat or something?” I bit into my sandwich, keeping my eyes on his.

He smirked, raking his gaze over me in that seductive way that made my neck feel too hot. Which reminded me of the promised kiss he said he’d give me when I wasn’t expecting it.

“Does it bother you to see me without a shirt on?”

It bothered me that he was asking about other girls, and that he hadn’t tried to see me again after our last encounter. “Like you mentioned, I’m used to seeing pretty boys and dating them…it’s not offensive or anything, just weird for two friends who are just hanging out, I guess.”

“We’re friends now?” He quirked that dark eyebrow at me.

“You tell me.” I took another bite, enjoying way too much how the sun sliced through the trees, cutting into his eyes. I wanted to hear him clearly define our relationship, the boundaries…the lack of anything substantial happening.

He stared at me, waiting, a small smirk playing along his mouth as he pulled his fist under his jaw.

“I don’t have friendly thoughts about you, Rae.”

Was that relief sagging in my chest like a soaked pillow?

“No? What a shame…here I thought we could be mountain buds.”

His eyes sparkled with mischief as he finally leaned forward and took a bite of his sandwich.

We ate in silence for a few peaceful moments, listening to the sound of the forest, the wind whispering through the trees and the light braying of the goats. I resisted the urge to close my eyes, inhale, and try to steal some of the magic for myself.

“Tell me about your work. You obviously make a decent living with how much you order from the diner.”

His eyes lit up, making my stomach pull tight, then he stood, pushing away from the table and tossing the remnants of his sandwich toward the goat pen.

“What are you doing?”

He gave me that sexy smirk. “Showing you what I do for work. Come on.”

I grinned and did the same with my sandwich, following him around the house to the large workshop. The ground along the side of the house was all jagged rocks and tall grass. With my flip-flops, I was hesitant to walk through the weeds, so I carefully picked out my steps, while still trying to follow him.

But I wasn’t successful in the least.

“Ouch!” I bit my lip and lifted my foot away from the rock sticking out.

Davis turned, his eyes narrowing on my feet.

Before I could explain that it would just take me a second to work through the landscape, he was scooping me off my feet, bridal style, walking us the rest of the way.

“It’s not that big of a deal,” I said in a small voice, although I wasn’t sure if I was trying to convince him or me.

The feeling of his smooth, warm skin against mine was too much. His pecs were pushing into my arms, and I was two seconds away from making an undignified sound.

His eyes fluttered, lowering. “You like the feel of me, Rae?”

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