Chapter 229: Pirate Gold

I passed him a beer, Petunia whining for a treat beside the open fridge door. I sighed and handed her a fist full of blueberries while Crew cracked his drink. I turned back to find him shedding his jacket, tossing it on the sofa, rolling up his sleeves and discarding his tie, the top two buttons on his white dress shirt undone before he took a long drink of his beer.

His eyes never left mine.

Oh my goodness.

I fought for a breath as I sipped from my own bottle, suddenly nervous and so close to giggles I really needed to get a grip already. But it had been a long, long time and the last man I trusted betrayed me to the core of my heart. And yet, despite it all, here I was, willing to trust again. Mind you, Ryan Richards had nothing on Crew Turner.

Just saying.