Pit Stop: Baby! (Crescent Cove 4)

“We clicked at the hips, Gage.”

“It was before that and you know it. I saw you across that bar and went right to you.”

She swallowed. “Because of my short skirt.”

Dammit, she was a stubborn woman. What the hell did I have to do to get her to see I wasn’t just about the sex? “You weren’t wearing a skirt. It was jeans. Perfect, snug jeans and a sparkly T-shirt thing that showed just a little slice of your tanned stomach.”

Her eyes widened. “That was three months ago.”

“It was worth remembering.”

“You guys okay?” Macy hollered from the counter of the café.

I huffed out a breath. “Yeah, we’re just finishing up.”

Macy came around the half wall that sectioned off the reading nook. Pink and yellow pumpkins were stashed everywhere in the little section. She had a spray bottle and rag in her hands.

Rylee popped the last of her bagel in her mouth. “Thanks for letting us come in so late.”

“Sure. I can clean around you.”

“Do you think we could stay down here and watch a movie?”

Macy’s eyebrow arched. She glanced from me back to Rylee.

“I mean, we don’t have to. It was just an idea.” Rylee rushed on at Macy’s look.

“No, that’s cool. Just text me when you’re done and I’ll put the security on.”

“We don’t want to keep you up late.” I played with Rylee’s suddenly stiff fingers.

“I don’t sleep.” Macy swiped Rylee’s plate and gave me a look, and when I held up my hands, she took mine too. “Have fun. You know where the remotes are.”

“I do. Thanks, Mace.”

“You got it.”

“Oh, one more thing?”

“Popcorn too, you heathen?”

“Yes, please.”

Macy sighed. “All right. But only because I like you,” she said over her shoulder. “And my popcorn is legendary enough to show it off.”

Rylee stood up. “Wait until you see this setup.” Instead of detangling our fingers, she pulled me over toward the L-shaped couch in the corner of the reading section. She tapped the side of the end table and a secret compartment opened. She hit a button on the remote and a huge screen lowered from the ceiling.

“Whoa.”

“Yeah. Awesome, right?”

I settled next to her and had to smile when she burrowed right into me without getting riled up about me being in her space. And the fact that she fit me so well made something deep inside my chest expand. Even if I had to watch a romantic comedy, I wouldn’t trade this for anything.

When the projector came up and the movie selection included every horror movie I’d ever seen or heard of in my life, I laughed.

“What? You a pussy, Gage?”

“Hell, huntress.” I grinned down at her. “The scarier the better.”