Their table was small, near the back of the restaurant with a view of the street.

“Are you hungry?” he asked.

She was starving. Most of the time, she didn’t eat lunch. She was on a very tight budget.

Callie shrugged.

He exhaled, a disapproving sound. “Why won’t you answer? Are you afraid of me now?”

She shook her head.

“I won’t bite.”

“Sorry, I’m not used to dating. This is all new to me.”

“Well, that makes two of us. Just be yourself. I want to get to know you, Callie.”

Silly fairy tale fantasies took over her thoughts. Could he be the one?

“Where should we start?” she asked.

The waitress set down two glasses of water, and she noted the way he glared at her. It was only there for a split second, but it sent a warning the waitress heard loud and clear, and she rushed off, leaving them alone.

It turned her on. What was wrong with her?

His presence was so commanding. He made her feel safe and grounded.

Brick took one of her hands, cupping it between both of his. The way he stared at her took her breath away. He was so intense. “Your eyes, they’re so fucking beautiful.”

She began blushing again. He was rough around the edges, but he sounded completely sincere.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

“How old are you?”

“Are guys supposed to ask that?” She felt surprisingly comfortable talking with him.

“I just did.”

“Twenty-sex.”

He raised an eyebrow.

“Twenty-sex. Sorry. Twenty-six.”

Callie wanted the floor to open up and swallow her whole.

“Just a baby,” he said, amusement in his eyes. “I shouldn’t be here, but I couldn’t keep away.”

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