Page 51 of Catching Feelings

“I’m partial to Da LaPosta. Their Fungai pizza is amazing.”

“Fungus pizza?”

“Cremini, oyster, and shiitake mushrooms. It’s so good. Or the ricotta and hot honey pizza.”

“Honey on pizza? I’m all for pineapple and ham, but honey is for tea.”

“Drink a lot of tea, do you, Miles?”

“Apparently not enough.” I close her door and round the hood. I try to climb into the driver’s seat but my knees ram into the steering wheel. I move the seat back as far as it can go and start her car.

“Have you ever had potato and Brussels sprouts pizza?”

“What the hell?” Her car is small, and I twist my body to stare at her to see if she’s kidding. “Those are side dishes to a steak. Maybe a roast. They don’t belong on pizza.”

“Don’t knock it ‘till you try it.”

“I’m a simple guy. Pepperoni, ham, bacon, sausage. A vegetable or two. I dunno about all that weird stuff, but if that’s what it takes to get you to go out with me, I’ll try it.”

“Go out with you as in...”

I quirk my lip and put the car in reverse, letting Rowan fill in the blank. Because, yeah, this is a date. I may not have asked, and I may have blindsided her, but once we’re at the pizza joint, she’ll appreciate my caveman act.

I’ll show her rocky road.

?CHAPTER THIRTEEN

ROWAN

When I got ready for work this morning, I had no idea I’d end up having dinner with Miles. Or that he’d ambush me at my vehicle after work. Had I known, I would have brought a change of clothes or at least checked my appearance in the bathroom mirror before I hightailed it out of work and headed to the parking garage.

I’m not mad about the surprise though. Miles is fun. He’s cute and funny. No, not cute. He’s way too good looking to be consideredcute.But the boyish charm and the way he makes everyone laugh around him, even at his own expense, makes him cute in an overgrown boyish way.

Once we’ve placed our order at the hole-in-the-wall pizza joint, Miles guides us to an empty table in the far corner.

“Next time we’ll try your fancy weird pizza place.”

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