Seth quickly moved into sales mode. Karlee would never forgive him if he lost a sale because of his hormones. “I agree with you on that. This is made of chrome-plated steel and includes a lot of extras.” He stepped closer to the pasta maker, pointing at an attachment. “Even comes with a ravioli tray with a depth made for anything.”
“I’ve been reading up on it and was hoping it would be available in America soon.” He side-eyed Seth as he shot him a sly smile. “When I saw it had arrived at your store, I nearly passed out I was so excited.”
Seth felt himself blush as thoughts of seeing him excited for a variety of other reasons ran through hishead. “Are you interested? In the…pasta maker…I mean.” Crap. Why do I always get tongue-tied aroundthis guy?
“Yes, I definitely want this,” he said, grinning at Seth. “I feel like a kid at Christmas.”
Seth beamed back. “That’s great. I’ll go pull one from the back room and meet you at the register.” He waved toward the checkout counter.