Chapter 20
I peeked around me. The room’s ears seemed to be straining. Or was it just my imagination?
I dug into the piece of pie, trying to distract myself.
Like everything else the Rock Bottom served, the pie was delicious. I nearly inhaled mine. I was surprised when Max cut a little off his and slid it across to my plate.
“Pecan was your first choice. You need to taste it,” he muttered.
As I forked the piece, I looked around the cafe and noticed all the other customers still seemed to be surreptitiously watching us. Were they listening or trying to listen to what we were talking about? For Max’s sake, I hoped not. Personally, I didn’t care one way or another. If the lumberjacks wanted to listen in, more power to them.
“So you’re a little attracted to me, then?” Max asked. Was that relief showing on his face? Had this been bugging him all along?
“What? Of course. You’re gorgeous. You could have anyone you want,” I reassured him.