they did a good job. And the renovation met the historical society’s rules. And I did most of the restoration myself.”
His brows shot up. “How’d you learn?”
She stared at him for a heartbeat, then said, “I read a book.”
Behind them, at the back of the stage, people began cleaning up the mess, capping paint cans and collecting wood.
Yet Tyler kept his gaze on Lane, fascinated by the gold starburst in her deep-brown eyes. He wanted to see her without glasses, but it was like a prize he’d gain after a long journey. He could wait.
When she popped the last bite of her sub into her mouth, he reached out, a napkin curled in his fingers. She lurched back a little bit, but he kept coming, wiping the mustard off her jaw.
When his thumb rubbed across her lip, she gripped his wrist. “Tyler.”
He twisted his hand around and caught hers. Heat pooled between them, sliding from her body in a pulse that rippled into him, then back again. His blood thickened, moving slower and hotter through his veins. For a heart-stopping moment, Tyler felt himself sinking. Her mouth was wide and plump, so damn kissable he wished they were alone. And that hungry thought surprised the hell out of him. He barely knew her. In fact, all he knew for sure was that she’d grabbed his curiosity and wouldn’t let go.
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