Page 65 of Sins of a Husband

“What a beautiful name for a beautiful woman. Are you from around here?”

“I am. I just moved to Key West a month ago. You?”

“I just moved here last week.”

“Then how do you know this place has the best Cajun chicken sandwich on the continent?” My brow arches.

“My parents have lived in Key West for the last ten years, and we always come to eat here when I visit.”

“And now you moved here?”

“I did. I’m an English teacher over at the University.”

“And where did you teach prior to moving here?” I ask.

“New York University. After this last winter, I decided to move somewhere warmer without snow.” He flashes a sexy smile, and I can’t help but be turned on.

We talk over whiskey and Cajun chicken sandwiches. He seems like a nice guy and incredibly handsome. He pays for my drinks and meal, takes my phone number, and tells me he’ll call as he walks me to my car. My belly flutters at the thought.

After a few nights of texting, I finally invited Alex over to my place. He boasted about his cooking skills and wanted to make me dinner."I'll have you over to my house once the renovations are done,"he promised.

The doorbell rings, and when I open it, I see Alex juggling three grocery bags.

“Let me take one of those,” I say, grabbing one of the bags.

“Thanks.” He steps inside and sets the bags on the island in the kitchen.

“What can I do to help?” I ask.

“You can cook?”

“Yes, I can cook.” I laugh.

“How good are you with a sharp knife?”

A smirk tugs at the corner of my lips. "You have no idea the level of expertise I possess when it comes to wielding a knife." I reach for the wooden block resting on the counter, and my fingers automatically wrap around the handle of the large chef's knife as I remove it from its slot.