Page 11 of One Weekend in Seattle

It wasn’t like she couldn’t smell the coffee and chocolate. “Yes. Our first duty of the day is a food tour.”

Her eyes widened. “A food tour?”

“Yes. What else would I do for a foodie?”

Gabby smiled, and threw her arms around his neck. “This is perfect.”

He was surprised by her exuberance and pleased by her openness. “Let’s order. I could use more coffee.”

Sawyer got a black coffee and Gabby a vanilla latte. They gathered around a table with the others in the tour as a worker came out with a tray. “Good morning, everyone. I have some samples of our chocolates.”

Gabby glanced around. There were only six other people. This was a small tour group compared to what she’d done before. She plucked a piece off the tray, and Sawyer grabbed one. She took a nibble. “This is so creamy and one of the best chocolates I’ve ever tasted.”

“Only the best for you.”

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Gabby listened to their guide, Ian, who talked about how they produced their own chocolates and had classes for everyone who wanted to learn as she nibbled on chocolate and drank her coffee.

A food tour? She hadn’t expected that. She figured they’d walk around the marketplace, maybe see a few shops and leave. After encouraging them to buy items when they returned after the end of the tour, Ian guided them to their next stop.

“How did you arrange this so quickly?”

“I know people.”

“I hope it wasn’t too expensive to do last minute.” Gabby wasn’t sure she liked the idea of Sawyer calling in favors or owing favors for her.

“It wasn’t. And please stop worrying. This is nothing.”

She opened her mouth to argue, but Sawyer touched her lips with his finger. Tingles shot through her.

“No more arguing; otherwise, I’ll be forced to kiss you in front of all these people.”

“I dare you.” Gabby stopped walking. “I can’t believe I said that.”

He chuckled. “You don’t have to dare me at all. I want to kiss you.” He nudged her forward so they could catch up with the group. His hand rested on her low back—the intimacy of the contact not lost on her. Even such a simple touch excited her.

“I want that too.”

“Later.” His gaze blazed. “For now, just enjoy.”

She took a deep breath. He’d gone to so much trouble to do this for her, and she was going to enjoy every second of it.

Two hours later, they were back where they started. Sawyer guided her to a table and held a chair out for her, before he went to get them something to drink. When he returned, he had coffee for himself. “I brought an orange spice tea for you since you commented earlier it sounded interesting.”

“Thank you.” She blew on the tea and took a sip. The flavor soaked into her taste buds, a little sweet, but not overly so. “The tour was so good. Seeing the vendors throw fish around, all the fresh produce. The cheddar biscuits were to die for, and the smoked salmon… All of it was delicious.”

“I’m glad you approve. Once we’ve rested a bit, we’ll walk around the rest of the market. I have a list of shops I think you’d like.”

“When did you do all this?”

“Early this morning.”

“I’m not sure how you managed.”

“Trust me. It’s nothing.”

“I don’t think it’s nothing.” She reached across the table and placed her hand on the back of his. “This is all very thoughtful, and I appreciate it.”

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