Chapter Ten
Cammi
Elias’s dark eyes searched mine as he shook his head slowly. “To the contrary, I love your coffee truck. And we should christen it, just not the first time.”
The implication that there would be more sent butterflies spinning madly in my belly. Although Elias had just given me a rather spectacular o****m and I should’ve been sated, he was so hot that I already wanted more.
I was in a daze as he helped me off the counter and smoothed my skirt down over my hips. This version of Elias was nothing like I expected.
He’d been coming to get coffee from me for years. He was always polite and tipped on the extravagant side, but he wasn’t a man of many words, and he held himself back with an edge of grumpy. I’d actually assumed he didn’t like me. I was still marveling at him sa
