Page 13 of New Girl in Town
“Yes?” I cautioned, unsure of what to say in this instant beyond a one word syllable. “Yes,” I said in a firmer voice, and then sucked in a deep breath and said, “I think it’s going very well, but Grant?”
“Yes, sweetheart?”
“The last step of your plan should include walking me to my door,” I said, picking up my menu again and feigning interest in its offerings. “I mean, if you want to ensure that you have something not to tell.”
Grant chuckled and then leaned back in his seat. “I can do that.”
I lifted my eyes to peer at him over the top of my menu and nodded. “Then it’s settled.”
“What’s settled?”
“A lady never reveals her secrets, Grant. Didn’t anyone tell you?” I tsk’d and looked away from him, ignoring the heated look that had settled into his eyes.
“Isn’t that magicians?” he asked, voice lower now, husky and just the right pitch to make my stomach flip.
“Is it? I can’t remember now,” I murmured, daring to glance his way to see him biting his lip and looking as if he wished we weren’t in such a public setting. The thought crossed my mind that while the Indian restaurant was very public and very packed, his truck wasn’t. I slapped the idea away before I let myself linger too much over what we might do there.
We were here to eat food, not each other. I was new in town. I’d only just met the man a day before. For all I knew,hewas the serial killer with a penchant for beheading people.
It was better to play it safe. I’d probably bolt for my front door the second we made it inside the apartment building, and that was okay. I could give myself tonight with Grant, ifbeingwas the only objective.
I mean, what was the worst that could happen?
