We're Made of Moments: A Small Town Single Dad Romance (Cole Creek Book 1) by Molly McLain

Author:Molly McLain [McLain, Molly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781736647806
Published: 2021-04-08T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 19

HAYDEN

My puffy eyes lock on themselves in the bathroom mirror and I groan. Of course, he’d drop in when I look like a pink marshmallow again. The guy has to have the most perceptive Hayden’s a mess radar ever.

When insistent knuckles rap again, loud enough to wake Jett, I hurry to the kitchen and throw open the door with my best I-feel-so-many-things-for-you-but-can’t-tell-you smile.

“Hey,” I say breathlessly. “I was just about to call you.”

Jesse leans against the doorjamb, messing around on his phone for a second before he tucks it away. “And I was just about to call 911 since it took you so long to come to the door.”

I roll my eyes. “I was changing. And let’s be real—if you were that worried, you would have broken down the door.”

He flashes a grin and rocks back on the heels of his work boots. “Damn right, I would have.”

“Men.” I step aside and wave him in. He chuckles as he passes by and my nose is assaulted by the deliciousness that can only be described as Jesse. Fresh deodorant and laundry detergent, mixed with whatever he did at work today.

The view isn’t bad, either. Dirt-smudged jeans, a black Enders Excavating T-shirt, his beloved Carhartt beanie, and of course the boots. The fact that he also looks comfortable as heck inside my personal space is nice, too. Then again, he spent just as much time here as I did five summers ago.

“Wow, this place hasn’t changed a bit,” he says, casually strolling into the kitchen with his hands in his pockets.

“Nope, not at all.” I follow behind him and go to the fridge. “Something to drink?”

“Sure. What do you have?”

I lean in to scan the options and sigh. “Shoot, I didn’t grab beer when I was at the store. I only have wine and water. Or I can make coffee.”

“Water is perfect. I haven’t eaten yet, anyway.”

“What?” I stand tall again. “Jesse, it’s almost nine o’clock. Why have you not eaten?”

“Haven’t been home yet.” He shrugs one of those big shoulders, stretching his T-shirt tight. “I’ll grab something when I get there.”

“In, what, an hour? Sit.” I point to one of the stools at the island and he cocks his head to the side, his eyes sparkling.

“Are you scolding me, city girl?”

“I am. Now sit.” I pull the pan of lasagna Jett and I had for dinner from the fridge and grab a plate from the cupboard, feeling Jesse’s stare on me the whole time.

“You don’t have to feed me, Hayden.”

“Maybe not, but I’m going to.” It’s what any friend would do.

Another low laugh rolls in his chest, followed by the screech of the stool sliding across the tiled floor. I glance back to catch him smirking and shaking his head. Sitting like I told him to do, too.

“Smart man.”

He lifts his hands. “Hey, I’ve heard how mean you can be when Jett doesn’t eat his dinner.”

I tip my head. “You have not.”

He just grins as he tugs off his beanie, sets it in his lap, and runs a hand back through his hair.

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