outspoken and full of adventure. Right after Katieâs mother died, Nana had seemed to realize just how short life really was and sheâd thrown herself into the mix with abandon.
And while Katie admired that adventurous style and certainly understood, she just couldnât bring herself to behave the same way. Nana had had the great love of her life and now she was looking for fun.
Katie was still looking for love.
Still, the fact was, Nana was probably right about Rafe. Katie was more drawn to him than she had been to anyone, up to and including Cordell King. So maybe it was time she took a chance. Pushed herself out of the cocoon sheâd wrapped herself in.
âNot interested in a test drive.â Okay, thatâs a lie, she amended silently when that little buzz of interest popped in her veins again. âNot yet, anyway,â she said aloud. âBut dinner would be good. I do like him and heâs so different from Cordell King.â
âUh-huh.â
âWhat?â
âNothing. Not a darn thing.â Emily pulled her in for a hard, tight hug and said, âIâm off for some fun. I suggest you do the same. Gotta run.â
Alone again, Katie silently studied Rafe Cole as he stood in the sunlight laughing with Arturo.
Fun sounded like a good idea.
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âThe guys are gone,â Rafe said.
He had stayed deliberately, after the crew left for thenight, just to get a few minutes alone with her. Hadnât asked himself why, because he wasnât sure heâd like the answer. But heâd fallen into the habit of being the last man to leave and he actually looked forward to the times when it was just him and Katie at the house.
The neighborhood was quiet, but for the muffled, heartbeat-like sound of a basketball thumping in someoneâs driveway. A dog barked from close by and the ocean wind felt cool after a long day in the sun.
Katie had her curly red hair pulled back in a ponytail and her green eyes were shining in the afternoon light. A soft smile curved her mouth and Rafe felt a punch of need slam into him. He knew it would be a mistake to get her into bed. After all, not only was she so not his type, but she hated the King family. If they had sex and she found out heâd lied about who he was, it could only get ugly.
But damned if logic had anything to do with what he was feeling at the moment.
âHowâd it go today?â She stepped out of the house and started for the garage. Rafe walked with her.
âWe got the drywall up over the pipes and the plumbingâs finished.â
âReally?â She stopped and grinned. âNo more naked pipes!â
The smile on her face made her eyes shine brighter and Rafe felt a tug of something hot and wicked. The woman could turn him hard without even trying. He couldnât even remember a time when heâd been this attracted, this quickly to anyone. Not even Leslie, the ex-wife from hell, had had this effect on him.
After a moment or two, he cleared his throat and said, âYeah. It should move pretty quickly now, as long as all of your supplies come in on time.â
She held up both hands, fingers crossed, and said, âHereâs hoping. I really miss having a kitchen.â
âMaybe, but from the smells coming from your temporary setup, itâs not slowing you down any.â
Laughing, she opened the garage door and stepped into the gloom. Rafe stayed with her, not ready to leave yet. He took a quick look around the garage. It was tidy, like the rest of her house. Storage shelves on one wall, washer and drier on another. There was an older model, red SUV parked dead center and a few lawn and garden tools stacked along the last wall.
âBaking the cookies is easy enough thanks to you setting up the stove for me,â she said, with a nod of her head. âBut oh, I miss my counter when it comes time to decorate and wrap. Iâve got tables set up all over the patio now,