He took her hand. “So what did you do today?”
“Other than sneeze my ass off? Just went to the grocery store.” And got blackmailed. Nothing much.
“Would you like a drink? I learned how to make a cosmo just for you.”
“Did you?” God, he’s sweet.
“Yup. Got one all ready for you. I even tasted it, and you know what? It’s not half bad.”
“Of course not. Do you think I’d drink something bad?”
He furrowed his brow. “It’s pink, Amber.”
She let out a laugh. “That’s the splash of cranberry, genius.”
“Yes, I know that. It’s just, I never thought a pink drink would taste good. But it’s pretty good.”
“It’s basically a vodka martini with some triple sec and a splash of cranberry juice, Harp. It’s not all that girly of a drink.”
“Yeah, but it’s pink.”
She shook her head, smiling. “So you’ve mentioned.”
He handed her the drink. “Aren’t you having one?”
“I don’t do pink drinks.” He grinned.
“What are you having then?”
“A vodka martini.”
She laughed again. “You’re too funny. So are you going to tell me what my surprise is?”
“It’ll be here soon.”
“Oh.” She perked up. Granted, she’d had a shit day, but she was like a little girl when it came to surprises. She loved getting presents. Always had. She’d gotten darn few in her lifetime. She took a sip of her drink. “Not bad, cowboy, for your first time.”
“Thank you.” He waggled his eyebrows at her.
Damn, he was good-looking. Shudders ran down her spine and settled between her legs. She hadn’t thought it possible to get turned on tonight, after the day she’d had. But Harper Bay could do it to her.
“Go on out to the deck and have a seat,” he said. “I thought we’d eat outside. It’s such a warm night for the end of April.”
“Sounds good.” Actually it sounded great. Amber loved the outdoors, and Colorado was such a beautiful state.
“I’ll be out in a minute. I want to take care of a few things.”
“Okay.” She went outside and stood on the deck, inhaling the fresh evening air. The peaks of the Rockies glowed violet and indigo against the azure sky spotted with fluffy clouds. The sun was an orange ball sitting atop the snowcapped mountains. She inhaled again, ignoring the aroma of cow that crept by.
She took a seat at his patio table. It was set for three.
Three?
So her surprise was a person?
Who could it be?
Before she had time to think, the French doors opened with a squeak behind her. She stood and turned to see Harper and a nice-looking older man with dirty blond hair and golden eyes.