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companion.
Hey, Ron.
Who s your friend?
I held back a sigh. I d never considered myself possessive before, but I didn t like how
often people eyed my date. No one seemed immune. I glanced at Ryan, but he appeared
oblivious. This is Ryan.
Ryan nodded to the glass artist. Beautiful work.
Ron beamed. He was a slim man with long fingers that were always in motion. They
flitted from piece to piece like a hummingbird searching for the perfect flower. Thank you.
If there s anything I can help you with, let me know.
I couldn t object to Ron s words, but the wistful expression on his face while he
watched Ryan set my teeth on edge.
You okay? Ryan s attention had returned to me. I warmed beneath his concern,
shaking off my odd insecurity. I resisted the urge to kiss him in public. If he considered an
arm around the waist as PDA I d hate to think what his response would be to a brush of lips. I m
fine. I think I m going to pick out some wineglasses. Which ones do you think are
the prettiest?
After another long look, Ryan obediently turned his attention to the glassware. Between
us we chose six that we thought had the best colours. Ron quickly wrapped them up. I could
tell by the way he avoided looking at Ryan that he d picked up on my displeasure and didn t
wish to annoy a return customer.
Ryan patted my shoulder. Stay put, I ll be right back.
Surprised, I watched Ryan stride off between two aisles.
Sorry about that, Ron said.
About what?
Scoping out your man. He s really fine.
I sighed. I know. Unfortunately, so does everyone else.
Ron laughed. Yeah, I can imagine. He practically exudes testosterone. I agreed. After paying for the
glasses, I waited for a minute. Unfortunately patience has
never been my strong point. I wasn t going to stand there all day while Ryan wandered off to
wherever.
I headed for the next stall over selling dried herbs. A few of mine were probably past
their prime.
I thought I told you to stay put, a deep voice scolded. Ryan s arm wrapped around
my waist.
The herb seller smiled over my shoulder at Ryan.
I got bored. I handed over my money, grabbed my thyme and pulled Ryan along. You sure like to
drag me around.
My hold tightened. What was it about this man? Ryan was right, I did tend to pull him
after me. The growing need to claim Ryan as my man built again. Something about him
made me need as if he were something I couldn t get enough of even after a night of amazing
sex.
Sorry. I wasn t really and my voice lacked conviction if Ryan s laughter was any sign. Ryan s
stomach gurgled.
Feed me, Ryan whined.
Come on, there s a place around the corner that makes amazing breakfast
sandwiches.
Oh, good. Ryan sped up his pace until he stood even with me. I reluctantly dropped
my hold.
Want me to carry some of that?
I lifted my eyebrow at him. I think I can handle my one bag.
Ryan shrugged. All right, but I want points for attempting to be a gentleman. Gallantry noted.
Thank you. Ryan s white-toothed smile melted me.
Damn, a teenage-girl with her first crush would be smoother than me at that moment. We rounded the
corner to the restaurant and were quickly seated. It was still early for
most people. The waiter rushed off to get us coffee while we looked over the menu. Oh, man, this
looks really good. Ryan nudged my foot under the table. I m glad you think so. I set my menu
down.
What are you getting? Ryan asked.
I met Ryan s inquiring gaze. The ever-present sizzle of attraction shivered down my
spine.
The Mediterranean omelette. I love the combination of feta and red peppers. I thought you said
their sandwiches were amazing?
I smiled at Ryan s confusion. They are, but I m in an omelette mood. Huh.
The waiter returned with our coffee. I gave my order and Ryan ordered the bacon and
egg sandwich.
You have to work tomorrow?
Ryan nodded. Yeah, I go in at nine. There hasn t been any word on the guy who shot
me. I m kind of surprised. It s like he just gave up.
That happen often?
Nope. A guy that obsessed doesn t usually just drop it when police become involved.
We ve got a protection detail on his ex, but no one has reported seeing anything. He hasn t
been home either.
Where d you go in the market? I couldn t help but think there was something I was
missing.
Oh, I thought I saw Clark. I was going to see how he was doing. He never filed charges
against his brother you know. I thought maybe I could talk him into it.
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De minimis - o najmniejszych rzeczach.
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