with my head, but stopped when Matthew headed toward me with a sway that made me drool.
Breaking my gaze, I sat down and set my eyes on the food on my plate. My eyes shifted when the cushion sank, and his arm brushed against mine. There was plenty of room for the both of us. Knowing he sat close to me on purpose, I refused to look at him. Obviously, he was trying to get my attention.
“Jenna tells me you’ve done some traveling and now you’re back to work,” Jenna’s mom asked Matthew. Thank goodness for her. She kept the conversation going.
“Yes. Have you traveled much?” he asked, putting his plate on his lap to give her his absolute attention, but his damn feet were touching mine.
“We plan to go next year.”
“I can email you the places I’ve been to.”
“I would love that,” Jenna’s mom said. “Thank you.”
“No problem. It will be my pleasure,” he smiled.
“Jenna tells me that you’re single,” she mentioned, placing her glass down on the table after taking a sip.
“Mom.” Jenna scolded. Looking embarrassed, she gave her mom the look that pleaded for her to stop asking questions.
“Leave the poor boy alone. He doesn’t want to have to answer countless questions,” Jenna’s dad commented.
“That’s okay, Mr. Mefferd. Mrs. Mefferd, I don’t mind, but if you really want to know, I’m interested in someone, but I’m not sure if she realizes it. You know how dating goes.” Grinning after he answered, he shoved a piece of prime rib in his mouth.
Jenna and Max shifted their eyes in unison to Matthew, then to me. Were they just as surprised as I was? For that matter, why were they looking at me as if I had the answer?
“If things don’t go well, and if you’re interested, just let me know. I have a few friends I would love to set you up with. Such a handsome man as yourself would be a great catch.”
“Mom!” Jenna looked like she wanted to hide. No, she looked like she wanted to die.
Mr. Mefferd coughed. “The shrimp tastes delicious,” he said, purposely changing the subject, while nudging his wife.
“Yes, it does, dear,” Mrs. Mefferd agreed, snickering lightly. “Thank you again for dinner, Max.”
“It’s my pleasure,” Max replied with a warm smile.
“You’ll have to let us take you out on our last night. We insist,” Mr. Mefferd said.
Max didn’t say a word; instead, he beamed a smile toward Jenna. Looking at the two of them, I could see how much love they had for each other. Jenna did the right thing by giving a guy like Max a chance. He was not the stereotypical, good-looking, rich man that wanted to take advantage of his status. He was genuinely a great guy who wanted to find the right woman. Jenna was perfect for him. They were lucky to have found each other.
“You didn’t get any beans. You should try some,” Matthew suggested, breaking me out of my thoughts.
“No, thanks,” I said politely, looking at them on his plate.
“Here.”
How could I refuse when his fork was heading toward my mouth? Matthew caught me off guard when his eyes set on mine. I was desperately trying not to look at him in the eye with every bit of willpower in me. FAIL! Heat emanated not only from his proximity, but also from his charming, sexy smile. After I took a bite, I thanked him and looked away.
Friends…we are just friends…act casual. I said these words repeatedly in my head, but it became extremely difficult when he crossed his legs and placed his arm along the sofa behind me, making it look like we were a couple - smooth move. I was very much aware of his presence, his smell, and the heated electricity that tingled every part of me. My body stiffened even more when his fingers lightly touched my shoulders.
Max and Jenna mirrored each other’s amusing expression when they finally diverted their attention from the conversation with Jenna’s parents and turned to look at us. Needing to stop them from getting any strange ideas, I stood up, grabbed
Breaking my gaze, I sat down and set my eyes on the food on my plate. My eyes shifted when the cushion sank, and his arm brushed against mine. There was plenty of room for the both of us. Knowing he sat close to me on purpose, I refused to look at him. Obviously, he was trying to get my attention.
“Jenna tells me you’ve done some traveling and now you’re back to work,” Jenna’s mom asked Matthew. Thank goodness for her. She kept the conversation going.
“Yes. Have you traveled much?” he asked, putting his plate on his lap to give her his absolute attention, but his damn feet were touching mine.
“We plan to go next year.”
“I can email you the places I’ve been to.”
“I would love that,” Jenna’s mom said. “Thank you.”
“No problem. It will be my pleasure,” he smiled.
“Jenna tells me that you’re single,” she mentioned, placing her glass down on the table after taking a sip.
“Mom.” Jenna scolded. Looking embarrassed, she gave her mom the look that pleaded for her to stop asking questions.
“Leave the poor boy alone. He doesn’t want to have to answer countless questions,” Jenna’s dad commented.
“That’s okay, Mr. Mefferd. Mrs. Mefferd, I don’t mind, but if you really want to know, I’m interested in someone, but I’m not sure if she realizes it. You know how dating goes.” Grinning after he answered, he shoved a piece of prime rib in his mouth.
Jenna and Max shifted their eyes in unison to Matthew, then to me. Were they just as surprised as I was? For that matter, why were they looking at me as if I had the answer?
“If things don’t go well, and if you’re interested, just let me know. I have a few friends I would love to set you up with. Such a handsome man as yourself would be a great catch.”
“Mom!” Jenna looked like she wanted to hide. No, she looked like she wanted to die.
Mr. Mefferd coughed. “The shrimp tastes delicious,” he said, purposely changing the subject, while nudging his wife.
“Yes, it does, dear,” Mrs. Mefferd agreed, snickering lightly. “Thank you again for dinner, Max.”
“It’s my pleasure,” Max replied with a warm smile.
“You’ll have to let us take you out on our last night. We insist,” Mr. Mefferd said.
Max didn’t say a word; instead, he beamed a smile toward Jenna. Looking at the two of them, I could see how much love they had for each other. Jenna did the right thing by giving a guy like Max a chance. He was not the stereotypical, good-looking, rich man that wanted to take advantage of his status. He was genuinely a great guy who wanted to find the right woman. Jenna was perfect for him. They were lucky to have found each other.
“You didn’t get any beans. You should try some,” Matthew suggested, breaking me out of my thoughts.
“No, thanks,” I said politely, looking at them on his plate.
“Here.”
How could I refuse when his fork was heading toward my mouth? Matthew caught me off guard when his eyes set on mine. I was desperately trying not to look at him in the eye with every bit of willpower in me. FAIL! Heat emanated not only from his proximity, but also from his charming, sexy smile. After I took a bite, I thanked him and looked away.
Friends…we are just friends…act casual. I said these words repeatedly in my head, but it became extremely difficult when he crossed his legs and placed his arm along the sofa behind me, making it look like we were a couple - smooth move. I was very much aware of his presence, his smell, and the heated electricity that tingled every part of me. My body stiffened even more when his fingers lightly touched my shoulders.
Max and Jenna mirrored each other’s amusing expression when they finally diverted their attention from the conversation with Jenna’s parents and turned to look at us. Needing to stop them from getting any strange ideas, I stood up, grabbed
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