Baker’s mouth falls open. It’s not just that he’s unsure of what to say—No, the answer to her question is definitely no, he does not want to sign the guest book—it’s that she is the prettiest woman he has ever seen. Ever. She has blond ringlet curls and a smile like the sun. She’s a natural beauty, and above and beyond that, she looks nice.
Mothers love me.If you look up pretentious in a dictionary, you’ll see her picture. So unless you’re hiding a couple hundred million somewhere, be prepared.
Can’t say I am.He paused and watched her drink her coffee.Is that going to be an issue?
Avery narrowed her eyes. What?That I don’t have that kind of money.
She lowered her cup from her lips and set it down. Is it an issue that I do?
He saw her point and smiled. No.Kieran made a small movement, waving it away. Something hot and uncomfortable lodged in Valens’s core—an imperceptible power shift?
I’ve booked the Regency, Kieran said. Sodge said that was your favorite.Valens nodded. Indeed it is. They consistently serve top quality food.
Yes, I’ve enjoyed their lunches. Did you get a chance to look over the information I left with Sodge?Valens eased back, just a bit. That sounded more like the desire for approval.