Over Hexed by Thompson Vicki Lewis

Author:Thompson, Vicki Lewis [Thompson, Vicki Lewis]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: PENGUIN group
Published: 2011-05-13T23:58:08+00:00

Chapter 15

Sean told himself he was a fool not to push her. From the way she’d kissed him, he thought she’d be willing. But he couldn’t do it, not when she might regret it later. Man, this was the most complicated sex had ever been.

‘‘Tell you what,’’ he said. ‘‘Let’s bag this subject for the time being.’’

‘‘Good idea.’’ Her shoulders relaxed. ‘‘Listen, why don’t I just leave the food with you and head back to town? I’ll grab something at the diner.’’

Automatically, Sean glanced at his watch to check the time, and only afterward realized he could see the damned thing perfectly. His eyesight was improving again. He didn’t get it.

‘‘The diner’s not a good option,’’ he said. ‘‘The kitchen’s about to close.’’

‘‘You’re kidding.’’

‘‘Most people eat at home in the evening. Joe keeps the kitchen going until six for the few who go out to dinner, but after that, there’s only the Big Knobian, and they don’t serve actual meals.’’ Besides, he didn’t want her to leave. But he decided to use logic instead of admitting to that.

‘‘Okay. I’ll pick something up from the deli in the grocery store.’’

‘‘That’ll be closed, too. You’d be stuck with pretzels and popcorn at the Big Knobian.’’

She looked flabbergasted. ‘‘Are you telling me you can’t have dinner out after six at night around here?’’

‘‘That’s about the size of it.’’

‘‘I’ve never heard of such a thing. Big Knob needs a SaveALot, if for no other reason than the snack bar that’s open twenty-four/seven.’’

He decided not to mention that people liked the town this way or they wouldn’t have continued to live here. Natural selection had weeded out the ones who wanted that kind of convenience, and sent them off to Indianapolis or Evansville. A few adventurous souls had made it as far as Chicago, and one highflyer lived in New York, where the whole damned town was open twenty-four/seven.

The way he looked at it, if you kept a store open twenty-four/seven, that meant someone had to work the graveyard shift. That might be worth it for emergency services like police and fire, but for a hot dog? He didn’t think so, and neither did most of the people in Big Knob.

‘‘So how does the meat loaf sound to you now?’’ he asked.

She gazed at him. ‘‘Like my only choice.’’ Then she caught her breath. ‘‘That sounded incredibly rude. I didn’t mean it that way. I just—’’

‘‘Don’t trust yourself.’’

She flushed. ‘‘That’s one way of putting it.’’

‘‘Then trust me. Nothing will happen that will make you hate yourself in the morning. I don’t operate that way.’’ He’d never had to, and he wasn’t about to start now, even with his beloved property at stake.

‘‘I believe you, and I’d love to stay for dinner.’’ She studied him more closely. ‘‘I wish I could figure out what’s going on with your hair, though.’’

‘‘I know, it’s a mess.’’

‘‘Sometimes it is. Like this afternoon when you had that accident with Edith, it looked terrible, like you’d washed it with Elmer’s Glue and then hacked at it with a table knife.

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