Heart Starter was wall-to-wall people when the bell over the door sounded and Lexie glanced up to see Killian walk in with his familiar loose-hipped stride. She wondered if she'd ever get tired of watching at him. Broad shoulders and narrow hips defined his muscular frame, a body she loved running her hands over and feeling the hard planes and sculpted muscles. He wore his thick black hair a little longer than when they'd first met, but on him it looked good. A square jaw and high cheekbones defined the masculinity of his face. Altogether, he was one damn fine package.
He met her gaze over the heads of the crowd and pointed to the kitchen in back. She nodded and continued filling an order. It was a good fifteen minutes longer before she could step away from the counter and go searching for her husband.
Husband!