Abigail gasped. “You did not . . .”
“I couldn’t help it! It was right there sayingsqueeze the buns!” I laughed. “There is definitely something going on between us, but it’s so unexpected, especially after the way we met.” I grabbed her arm. “Oh, and I haven’t even told you the biggest surprise of all.” I held out my other hand.
“Get out!” Abigail grabbed my hand, gaping at the dazzling diamond ring on my finger. “That must have been some kiss!”
I laughed. “It was, but Cooper didn’t propose to me. It got stuck on my finger during the whole pretend-relationship thing. He told me to hold on to it, for now, until we figured a way to get it off.”
“That’s a sign!” Abigail’s eyes gleamed with excitement. “I have a good feeling about this one.” She bumped her hip against mine. “Look at you, getting your fairy tale romance!”
“Hey—let’s not get ahead of ourselves here,” I said. “How do I know that this is not just a physical attraction? I’m sure he’s just as confused as I am, trying to figure out what is going on between us.”
Abigail and I strolled along the dog beach, occasionally stopping to make sure Goober was close by. I froze when I recognized the beagle bounding toward me.
Because if Romeo was there at the beach, so was . . .
“Cooper . . .” I spun around in the sand at the sound of a whistle.
He approached us barefoot, looking casual and comfy in his khaki shorts and Coronado Surf T-shirt.
Since when had bare feet become so sexy?
“My goodness,” Abigail murmured under her breath. “The way he’s looking at you . . . It’s like he wants to have you for breakfast.”
“I know for a fact he already had a bagel this morning,” I said.
But it was true—that look from him was making my stomach do a cartwheel.
Cooper stopped in front of us with a confident smile. “What a pleasant surprise running into you two here. Good morning, Abigail.”
“Good morning,” she said. “And I heard it was a good night as well.” She threw in a little shimmy for good measure before bursting into giggles.
Cooper’s gaze flicked to me in surprise. “And what exactly did you tell her?”
I felt my cheeks heat up as I wrinkled my nose in embarrassment. “I may have told her a few details about our little escapade at the hotel.”
He arched an eyebrow. “Afewdetails?”
I hesitated. “Fine. I told her everything.”
Cooper grinned good-naturedly. “Not a surprise . . . It was quite a memorable evening.” His gaze shot to my mouth, then dropped to my hand on my hip, no doubt searching for the ring on my finger.
I held up my hand. “It’s safe—don’t worry.”
“I trust you,” he said. “By the way, I chatted with Chad. He told me to make sure you knew that they enjoyed your company, even if you don’t have the best taste in movies.”
I laughed. “Next time you talk with him, tell him thanks again for the dinner. It was fabulous.”
Cooper nodded. “I agree, although I’ve been eating out way too much lately. I’m craving a home-cooked meal.”
I crossed my arms. “Is that a hint?”
He shook his head. “It’s an invitation.”
“Oh . . .” I wasn’t expecting that.
“I’d like to cook for you this evening,” Cooper said. “Then we can enjoy a movie afterwards, if you’re up for it.”
“Hmm . . . I don’t know,” I said, pretending to think about it. “Trying to choose a movie we both like could take all night.”