Chapter 10
Even though he’d brought it up, I really didn’t want to question him on it. Why bring up dirt when you’re just getting to know each other? So I said, “I have a few enemies also.”
“Everyone does.”
Still hand in hand, we started strolling the three blocks back toward the Rawhide, back toward his rental. A parked police cruiser caught his attention as we made our way down Kiwi Street. “What’s The Manta Ray,” he asked.
“A diner. Homemade food. Open twenty-four hours. It has a pretty solid reputation.”
“Should we get some coffee and pie?”
“Is that what you cowboys eat near midnight?”
The smirk he gave me just about pulled the oxygen from my lungs. The guy was too sweet. Not only was he handsome, but he was charming, and I couldn’t stop staring into his onyx eyes. I had to blink a few times to be able to look away. He watched me, amused. Then he said, “Yeah, that’s what we eat. What do you city boys like?”