Page 51 of Sweet on You
“Or maybe you’re just really, really special, Ronnie.”
That made us pause, locked in each other’s eyes until the sound of Frost jumping off the counter drew our attentions away. “I have an idea,” I said. “Why don’t we cancel the dinner reservations tonight? Instead, we can order pizza, watch a movie and get to know each other here. Away from those prying eyes you’re so worried about.”
Ronnie pointed at me. “Trade that pizza order for some sashimi and I’d love that.”
“Done. I’ll call the restaurant to cancel… you find the menu online.”
I ran my hand down Frost’s back and she chirped happily, rubbing against Penny’s legs. “One condition,” I said, spinning to face Ronnie as she had just pulled out her phone, scrolling.
“Oh?”
“No kissing until after we finish eating.” I smirked.
Her jaw dropped. “Are you sayingI’mthe one who needs to keep my hands off ofyou?”
“That’s precisely what I’m saying.”
“Excuse me, but didn’t you say you were going to kiss me earlier?”
I nodded, keeping my cool. “I did say that. Butyouwere the one who kissed me.”
She gave an indignant laugh. “Oh. I’ve held out on kissing for years. I can wait another ninety minutes until we’re done with sushi.”
I shrugged. “If you say so. I’m pretty irresistible, though.”
“Are you sayingyou’remore irresistible than me?”
I rolled my eyes to the ceiling and gave another cartoonish shrug.
“I bet you kiss me first,” Ronnie said, placing her hands on her hips. “I bet before the end of the night, you’re coming after me with those pouty, British lips of yours.”
“Oh, we’ll see about that. What do I win when you kiss me first? Which you most definitelywill.”
“If I win, you have to start carrying low-carb, sugar free options at your bakery.”
I grimaced, exaggeratedly. She didn’t know this, but I was planning to carry one or two things solely for her soon, anyway.
“And if I win, you have to come on that hike with me that got derailed yesterday.”
Ronnie stuck her hand out. “Deal.”
I took her palm in a firm shake. We both knew there were no losers here. She would happily come hiking. And I already offered gluten-free pastries. It wouldn’t be so hard to add a couple of sugar-free options too.
Basically, this was a bet I’d be happy with—win or lose.
