The River Hill Series by Norinne Rebecca & Brinkley Jamaila

Author:Norinne, Rebecca & Brinkley, Jamaila
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Sean wasn’t proud of the way he’d smoothly deflected Jess’s line of questioning yesterday. He squirmed a little in the driver’s seat as he recalled her look of disappointment when he’d practically shoved her out the door of the bakery. But there was only so much talk about his family and his past that he could handle in broad daylight, at work, in front of God and croissants.

When he’d blurted out his invitation to dinner, he’d thought he would take her to Frankie’s for some of Max’s incredible cooking. But this morning during his shift, he’d remembered how taken aback she’d been by the revelation that his family owned The Breadery. Maybe meeting his pile of overly inquisitive and unnecessarily helpful friends wasn’t the greatest idea, not yet. No matter how many punctuation marks Noah and Angelica added to the increasingly frequent texts they were sending him.

He hadn’t been keeping secrets from her, exactly; they just didn’t know each other that well yet. He winced as he pulled Bessie Blue to a halt in front of her house. That wasn’t entirely true. He had no intention of talking to her about what had happened in L.A. So maybe he was keeping secrets. But she was the girl he was hoping to get naked, not his therapist. Not that he had a therapist. He did have the business card Noah had given him still, though. Not throwing it away had to be considered progress, right?

All thoughts of therapy—and pretty much everything else— vanished from his head when Jess opened the door. He’d texted and told her to dress for the city, which she clearly understood. Wow. Her lean curves were draped in a dress that clung everywhere, in a shade of deep red that matched her lip color and showed off that glowing skin he’d admired so much when she’d jogged past the bakery. Her dark hair was swept up in loose waves, held up by some woven contraption that glimmered with a hint of crystal in the darkening twilight.

“You look amazing,” he told her when he reached the front porch.

“Thanks,” she said quietly. “You look great, too.”

He shrugged, feeling awkward as the fabric of his suit slid against his shoulders. He’d pulled one of his old ones from the back of his closet—one of the designers he’d worn every day back in his former, fashionable life. He hadn’t realized how much a year or two of alternating between drinking and working his butt off would change the shape of his body. He’d put some weight back on since he’d quit drinking, but nothing fit quite the way it used to. If Jess liked what she saw, however, he wasn’t going to correct her. “Ready?”

She nodded, and he took her arm to escort her to the truck. She giggled as she approached it. “Where are we going?”

“A place in San Francisco,” he said.

“When you told me to dress for the city, I didn’t think you’d be driving this,” she said,

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