Page 78 of The Re-Proposal

I squirm in my seat. “How much longer until we get back to the co-op? I have a ton of work.”

“We’ll get there soon,” Cody grumbles.

I awkwardly set my fingers in my lap.

Silence fills the car, and my stomach chooses thatexactmoment to gurgle like a whale in mating season.

Cody’s eyes flash to my middle and then back up to my face which is seizing in terror.

“Hungry?” he asks, a teasing note to his voice.

“Nope. Just… practicing my whale calls.” I clear my throat and stare out the window.

Cody chuckles and motions to his driver. “Take us to Julio’s.”

“What are you doing? I have to get back to work.”

“Food first.”

“I’m not hungry.”

“I am.”

I sit stiffly against the door.

Cody smirks at me. “By the way, you should find another hobby.” His lips twitch. “Whale calls aren’t your thing.”

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I’msurprised when Cody takes me to a food truck. I fully expected him to drag me to a fancy breakfast place that serves five-dollar eggs for fifty bucks just because it’s garnished with mint.

He orders at the window while I grab a table. A few minutes later, he returns with two greasy platters.

I take my first bite into the juicy chicken tacos, not sure what to expect.

But the moment the flavor hits my tongue, I see heaven.

“Oh.” I moan so loudly that the women behind us whip around to look. “Oooh.”

“Princess, you’re making me jealous.”

I cut him a sharp look.

He smirks, takes a napkin and wipes the corner of my mouth.

I ease back and wipe my face myself. Then I twist my hand and lick up the side of it, chasing the taco juices that fell on my wrist.

Cody clears his throat and glances away. “You’re the only one who could make eating tacos so erotic, Ris.”

“Get your mind out of the gutter, Bolton.” I speak with my mouth full. This is not the time to be dainty. The tacos demand my full attention. “How did you know about this place?”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“I thought gods didn’t leave Mount Olympus to eat like us regular humans.”

He studies me with those crystal green eyes. “You know there’s not that much of a difference between you and me.” His eyes drop to my chest and a dark smirk curves his lips when he meets my eyes again. “Apart from the obvious.”

“Keep your eyes where I can see ‘em, buddy.”

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