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Paisley shook her head, but she was smiling just a little. “Right. Well, I’m starving.”

“Handy we’re in a place where we can eat then.”

He glanced both ways and led her across the street to the restaurant.

They were a bit ahead of the supper crowd, and only a couple of tables were filled. Still, the sign said, ‘Please wait to be seated,’ so they paused in front of the hostess desk.

Rayna sauntered around the corner from the kitchen, her eyes widening as she took in their joined hands.

“A table for two, please.” Weston couldn’t help the feeling of satisfaction, nor did he want to.

“Window or not?”

“We’d like a little more privacy than that, thanks. The booth in the back corner would be great.”

She pressed her lips together as she gathered two menus and two bundles of flatware. “Right this way.”

Instead of sitting across from Paisley, he nudged her and slid into the booth beside her.

“I’ll be right back with two waters.” Rayna flounced away.

“You’re laying it on thick,” Paisley murmured.

Was she upset? He glanced at her, but she was smirking even as she opened her menu. Whew. “Too thick? I want you to myself.”

“While making sure we’re seen.”

“Duh. Of course.”

She giggled. “You’re incorrigible.”

“It’s sexy when you use big words like that.”

Paisley’s gaze flew to meet his, and there might as well have been no one else in the room. “Did you call me…?”

“Sexy?” He bobbed his eyebrows. “I sure did. It means attractive. Seductive. Alluring, even.”

She fanned her hand in front of her face.

Two glasses clunked on the table. “Are you ready to order?”

Weston didn’t turn toward Rayna. “Give us five.”

“Sure. Whatever.” Her footsteps faded.

Paisley watched Rayna storm away. “She’s pretty. She probably has it all together, except for the hitting on you part. I-I’m a mess.”

“I’m partial to your kind of mess.”

She rolled her eyes. “You sure know how to make a girl swoon.”

“Great. It worked, then.” He tapped her menu. “What would you like for dinner?”

“I suppose more kisses aren’t on the menu.”

“Unscripted dessert. Food first. Their mozza sticks are incredible, as are the stuffed mushrooms. What do you say?”

“I say you pick whatever appy sounds good to you.” She pushed her menu toward him. “Then I’ll have a Reuben and fries.”