Remy by Elle James

Remy by Elle James

Author:Elle James [James, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Twisted Page Inc


Chapter 10

Shelby threw up her hands. “Okay, okay. I’m getting out. Sheesh,” she groused. “I’m tired. I don’t feel like shopping,”

“I’m sorry to inconvenience you,” he said.

“You don’t look sorry,” she grumbled as she slid out of the seat and into his arms.

He held her steady for a long moment, staring down into her eyes. “I’m not trying to make your life difficult. I only want you to be safe.”

She sighed. “Okay, but five minutes max, and I’m out of here. I’m tired and way past being nice.”

Remy cupped her elbow and led her through the front door of the store.

A bell rang over the door. “Welcome to Broussard’s,” a male voice called out.

“Hey, Alan, it’s Shelby,” she called out. “We just stopped for a minute to pick up a few groceries.”

Gerard appeared in front of her. “Can I help you?”

Shelby stepped back, her eyes wide. “Wow, I wasn’t expecting that.”

Remy chuckled. “Way to scare the customers,” he said.

Gerard frowned, “Sorry. I was stocking shelves one aisle over when I heard the bell. Thought I’d see who came through the door.” He held out a hand to Remy. “How was the trip out to the boat wreck?”

“Depressing,” Shelby answered. “We need a few things for the house. I haven’t been shopping in over a week. My sister around?”

Alan joined them. “She’s out. Had to run the oldest to his baseball practice. She took the ones who can walk. I have the baby in the back. He’s sleeping. Do I need to call her?”

“No,” Shelby said. “We aren’t staying long. Just needed food for dinner and breakfast.”

“Help yourself. I’ve got to fill an order for a customer who wants curbside service.”

Remy secured a shopping cart and wheeled it in front of Shelby. “Hold onto this. I’ll fill it.”

Shelby pushed the cart, following Remy as he walked down the store's aisles. He didn’t slow as he snagged cans of beans, tomato sauce, chicken broth and other staples and placed them into the cart.

He turned toward the refrigerator section, where he selected eggs, bacon, milk and orange juice. He paused in front of the meats. After a quick perusal, he selected packages of chicken, pork chops, sausage and steak.

Next stop was for fresh fruits and vegetables. Tomatoes, lettuce, celery, carrots, onions, apples, oranges, bananas and strawberries. “We’ll hit the farmer’s market on the weekend for watermelon and cantaloupe.”

“That’s enough food to feed an army. Are you planning on having guests over?” she asked.

“No, but we need to eat, and some of this can go in the freezer for later this week.”

“You do realize someone has to cook this,” she said.

“I know.”

“Just so you know…” Shelby said. “While Chrissy was learning to cook, I was out fishing with my dad. I can burn boiled water. I can catch all the fish you can eat and filet it faster than most. But I wouldn’t know whether you boil, bake or fry the catch.”

Remy gave her a brief smile. “I can cook,” he said.

Her eyes narrowed. “You spent your summers working on a car.



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