Extraits

"And your husband?" I ask with a grin.

She gives me a slight smirk before replying. "None of your business."

Hmmm... not the answer I was looking for. "Well, if you're married, your husband is a fool."

Larkin's hands freeze, and her eyes snap to me. "Why would you say that?"

"Because no man should ever let a woman like you out of the house without your wedding ring on so as to keep other men at bay."

Instead of finding any amount of attraction in my other-the-top flattery, she narrows her eyes. "A woman shouldn't be defined by whether or not she's married."

And there's the sass I'm attracted to. Chuckling. I hold up my hands in surrender. "I agree. I'll make a note not to offer lame flattery anymore. So, are you married?"

Her smile is amused as she returns to sandwiches, which she is now arranging on a tiered platter. I could seriously eat the entire lot myself. "I'm not married."

"Engaged?"

"Nope."

"Boyfriend?"

"Nope."

"Girlfriend?"

"Nope."