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“Yes, and he’s afraid of flying while Maverick looks like he’s about to faint at just the mention of it.” Grady laughed along with Savannah.

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Savannah was having such a good time with Grady. He was not only good-looking but had a great sense of humor and wonderful manners.

Once Connie set their dinners on the table, they dug in, and conversation flowed as if they’d known each other for a long time.

As they finished, Connie took their empty plates and placed the check on the table. Savannah reached for it, but Grady snatched it up and shook his head.

“No way.”

Savannah gasped. “The only reason I came here with you was to buy your dinner.”

Grady raised an eyebrow. “The only reason?”

She laughed. “You know what I meant.”

He sat back, folded his arms, and stared at her.

“No, I’m afraid I don’t.”

“Yes, you do. You’re just giving me a rough time. Don’t you like it when a woman pays?”

“I don’t have a problem with it, but to be honest, I was kind of hoping this was a first date, and I’d never let a woman pay on the first date.”

“A date, huh?” She smiled.

“Unless you consider it something different.”

“Like what?”

“Like taking a friend to dinner.” He leaned forward and stared at her. “I’m not interested in being your friend, Savannah.”

She tilted her head. “What are you interested in being, Grady?”

When he grinned, her heart slammed into her ribs.

“You’ll have to figure that out.”

She laughed. “Alright. I’m game if you are.”

“So, what do you want to do now?” he asked.

“I’m not sure.” She looked at her watch. “It’s early yet.”

“How about we stop in at Dewey’s for a while?”

“Okay.”

Savannah picked up her purse, slid from the booth, and when Grady put his hand toward her to help her, she took a hold of it. He didn’t let go until they stopped by the cash register. He paid Connie, waved away the change, then took Savannah’s hand again and they walked to the truck.

He opened the door for her, and she slid onto the seat. After closing the door, he strode around the front, then got in behind the steering wheel. He glanced at her, then started the truck and drove them to Dewey’s.

“It’s packed, isn’t it?” she said as she sat forward looking for a place to park.

“We might have to walk a little.”

“That’s fine. I’m glad I wore low heels.”

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