Seeking Me To Find You (Finding You Series Book 1) by Anna Mychals Page A

and yellow the bushes. Fortunately for us, my wimpy dog never got the motion of lifting his leg. He still squats like a girly dog.
    As I was rushing around trying to find a pair of sheers, Thor and Ben were on my heels.
    “Where’s the fire, man?”
    “I need to find the sheers Larry left for the bushes,” I say in a panic.
    “Dude, they’re on the work table out back.”
    I fling open the patio doors and snatch the sheers off the table. Gently I extract a single full-bloomed rose and hand it over to Ben.
    “I love you and all but, hell man, I don’t swing that way,” Asshat said sweetly.
    Sprinting up the stairs, taking two at a time, I yell back, “Just put it in water until I can get a quick shower.”
    Bringing my attention back to this radiant spirit enveloped in a cloud of white, I hand this delicate gift over while placing a nimble kiss upon her cheek. Her skin is flushed and her eyes are filled with disbelief.
    “I was wondering if you’d be willing to have dinner with me tonight,” I say as I lean casually again the door frame.
    “Jackson, you’ve been so sweet and kind, why don’t I fix us something. We can continue to get better acquainted with one another. It just happens that a domineering Marine took it upon himself to buy out an entire store full of groceries for me.” She smiles, hands are propped upon her curvaceous hips.
    Leaning down, while catching her at eye level, I whisper, “Sweetheart, you don’t know how domineering this Marine can be.”
    The “Oh Shit” look she gives me tells me that I have the same effect on her as she has on me. Lord, how have I allowed this angel take a hold of me?
    Opening her door further, she welcomes me into her home…again.
    “I was just getting out of the shower. Make yourself at home and give me about fifteen minutes to finish getting ready.”
    “Since I invited myself, it would be my honor to make dinner for you.”
    As she climbs the stairs, she turns around and asks, “Are you always this chivalrous?”
    “Not normally. It’s not every day that I meet someone that takes my breath away.”
    Stopping she turns back. “Why don’t you go and get Thor. He has to be extremely lonely since you’ve been out gallivanting today. I have an extra set of house keys by the door. Take them so you can let yourself back in.”
    Did she just wink at me?
    As she disappears up the stairs I dial Ben on my cell phone.
    “What’s happening hot stuff? I feel so lonely when you’re not here to cuddle with me,” Ben laughs uncontrollable in my ear.
    Ass!
    “Can you walk Thor down to Grace’s for me?”
    “What’s wrong with your strong, manly legs?” he says while still laughing his ass off.
    “Don’t be an ass. Grace is upstairs getting ready and I want to surprise her by making her dinner.”
    “Dude, what are you doing? You don’t have the time to bother yourself with a cute piece of tail.”
    “Fuck you, asshole! Are you going to bring the dog down or not?” I growl into the phone.
    “I’m coming,” he snarks as he ends the call without a good-bye or kiss my ass.
    I start mentally going over the groceries I had procured for her. Looking into the fridge I notice she has a bottle of white wine. When I was little my mom would make my dad’s favorite dish, Spaghetti Carbonara, when he would come home from a business trip. She always involved me and my sister in the process. She would say every boy should be able to cook so that he can help out and pamper his wife.
    As I’m assembling all the ingredients I hear a knock on the door. I quickly open it, grab Thor’s leash and close it again. Just as soon as it’s shut there is another knock. When I open the door, Ben growls, “Pussy!” then slams it back in my face.
    I settle Thor on the rug that leads out to the back patio. I’ll be damned if he lounges on her couch like a gigolo. I start a large pot of salted water and turn my attention back to frying up the bacon.
    “I love a man that