Page 25 of Her Braun
Shaking his head he looked up and caught sight of the delivery guy looking back at him.
With the heavy shadows over the other man's face, he wasn't sure exactly what kind of expression he had, but Gibson knew that he didn't like it.
"You know," he said as he turned away from the door, "you should let me help with your renovations."
She stopped halfway across the room and looked back, smiling. "If you've got the time in your schedule. I'm totally up for hiring you."
A muscle in his jaw tensed and he shook his head. "You don't need to. I'm happy to help."
Kay moved back toward him, stopping just shy of being toe to toe with him. "Gibson, as you probably already know, this house needs some serious help, and I've always told myself I'd get around to finding a contractor to put it all together."
She was close enough for him to smell the scent of her shampoo. And her skin.
The delivery bag was plucked from his hand, and the scent of her hair was replaced with the scent of BBQ sauce as Kay walked away, taking the bag with her.
She stopped in the kitchen doorway. "Are you coming to eat or do I get to eat it all on my own?"
Kay disappeared out of sight and Gibson understood all too well why Chuck had hung around looking for a glimpse of her. He was ready to follow her anywhere, BBQ or not.
"Gibson?"
He shook his head. "I'm coming. I'm coming!"
Her laughter reached inside of him and turned him inside out.
He stopped in the doorway to watch as Kay took out the food from the bag and set it all out on the coffee table.
When she looked up at him, smiling, he felt his heart jump up into his throat.
Her smile was... everything.
Her eyes sparkled.
How? He had no idea. But they sparkled, winking in the light of the old fixture set into the ceiling.
A fixture he knew he'd never agree to change as long as he was around.
"You know," she looked up at him with a question in her eyes as he continued, "I didn't order any drinks. Sorry."
She waved off his apology. "I've got some beers in the fridge and some iced tea. I can get you something when I'm done setting up." She set out the napkins and reached for the covered plates.
"Kay."
She looked up at him and her eyebrows raised in question.
"I can get the drinks. What do you want?"
Her smile almost drove him to his knees. There was just something open about her when she smiled, and it got to him in ways he'd never expected or dreamed of. "Tea, please?"
"You got it."
"Gibson?"
She caught him a moment later and he swung around to look at her.
"Yeah?"
"Ice please?"
