Luck of the Draw by Kelley Vitollo Page A

shopping didn’t really sound like what he had in mind, especially when he was this close to Rowan. She bit her bottom lip. He wanted to do that for her. Nibble it and kiss her like he’d done that first night.
    Not the way your thoughts should be going, man.
    “No, you don’t, but if you’re really that bored, you’re welcome to come with me.”
    He smiled. “Great. I need to get some food for Ace too.”
    At that, Rowan’s cheeks tinged pink.
    “What?”
    “I put that on the list…you know, just in case,” she said.
    Breck wrapped an arm around her and pulled her to him. “You better be careful. You know they say the way to a man’s heart is through his cat. Are you trying to win me over, Houdini?”
    “Yes. I actually can’t think of anything I’d rather have than to make you all mine, Breck. It’s all I ever think of or dream about. You’re Breck Wilder , after all. You date celebrities. Win poker. You’re famous. A woman would be nuts not to want you.”
    “Smart ass,” Breck mumbled, biting back his smile. Yes, this woman was definitely killing him, but right now, it didn’t feel like such a bad way to go.
    …
    “Go long!” Rowan looked behind her at Breck, who held a box of rice in his hand.
    He wouldn’t. “You wouldn’t.”
    He cocked an eyebrow. Great. Now he would, just to prove a point. “Breck, don’t.”
    That’s when the box of rice came flying in the air toward her. Rowan moved the cart slightly and the box landed inside. She was going to kill him. Or die of mortification. “You’re embarrassing me. Stop that.”
    “No one’s in this aisle. We’re good. What else we need?” He tried to grab the list from her, but she pulled it back.
    “You are not getting my list so you can keep throwing things in the cart.” What kind of parents would they be, running and tossing things in a grocery store?
    “Then I’ll throw things that aren’t on your list in the cart. Come on, Row. Have a little fun.” He gave her his half grin. Rowan’s heart sped up. Her hands suddenly felt shaky.
    Breck took advantage by ripping the list out of her hand and starting to jog away. Yes, there was a grown man running in the store and she automatically started chasing him. The whole time, she was wondering what in the heck she was doing. She didn’t do things like this. Or she shouldn’t , anyway. She was an adult. Had just started a business. Was pregnant…but still she couldn’t make herself stop. Couldn’t hide the smile that spread across her face, either. What did he do to her?
    Breck skidded around the corner in front of her and turned.
    “I have the cart. That’s not fair!” She couldn’t stop herself from yelling. But she also couldn’t contain the laugher bubbling out of her mouth. As she turned the corner, a bag of pasta came flying at her and she caught it.
    “Stop,” she tried to say between her fit of giggles.
    Breck kept going and she kept following. Rowan couldn’t believe how much she was enjoying herself. Who knew a game of catch in the grocery store could be so fun? Obviously Breck, that’s who.
    He threw a few more things from his aisle in the cart.
    “Now you know why I’m not having kids. I am one,” he said playfully as she rounded the next corner. The comment struck her hard, though, making Rowan stumble. She lost control of the cart and plowed into a display of Hamburger Helper. All the boxes went tumbling to the floor.
    One of the grocery workers approached them at the same time. Her whole body felt hot and she wanted to crawl into a corner and never come out. Talk about embarrassing. And yet…she was still smiling.
    “I’m so sorry,” she tried to tell him, but the man had a smile on his face. Great. He knew what they’d been doing. “I’ll help you.”
    Breck had already walked back and grabbed a few of the boxes and held them in his arms.
    The jerk had on a smile from ear to ear.
    “That’s okay,” the worker said. “Let’s just try to behave