CHAPTER 9
Nothing says awkward like a picnic either, Delaney thought less than an hour later as she swapped the wicker basket from arm to arm, trying to find a position that looked properly casual and not at all like her stomach was in knots.
And naturally, even thinking about the knots, made them tighten even more.
First date jitters, she thought, equally disgusted and amused. You have first date jitters for a date that isn’t even a date. With a guy who isn’t even interested.
Okay, that last part was a lie and she knew it. She could tell Connor was interested. Just the memory of the way he’d looked her over, like he was swallowing her whole, was enough to make her skin heat. He was interested. He was attracted to her.
He just didn’t want anything more.
And neither do I, she thought,
