“It’s been busy all day.” She smiled back. She looked at the younger man. “Hello.”
Adam turned to the man. “This is my youngest brother, Liam.”
Liam stood up and when she went to shake his hand he grabbed it and kissed her knuckles.
“I’m also the most handsome of the three,” he teased. His light brown hair was cut short and his eyes were dark brown instead of a light golden brown like Adam’s. He was as tall as his brothers but slender, like an athlete.
Faith laughed and looked at the both of them as if trying to see which one was the cutest. Adam shoved his younger brother aside, but Liam only laughed louder and went to sit back down.
“Would you like to taste my chili?” Adam asked. He looked straight at her and she had to swallow down her nervousness. Adam was handsome and he seemed nice, but didn’t every guy seem great at first?
Faith nodded and watched him serve her a bowl of the hot chili and grab a plastic spoon. She loved how he filled out his jeans. Thank goodness he wasn’t paying attention to her. His shoulders were broad and he was physically fit. He turned back toward her and handed her the bowl.
“Is it spicy?” she asked, smelling the wonderful aroma. The evening air was cool and the chili would warm her up.
Adam shook his head no. “I’d say medium.”
Faith put a spoonful in her mouth and tasted it. After a few bites, she looked up. “Oh my god, Adam, this is delicious. You should win for sure.”
He looked pleased with her words. “Thank you, Faith.”
She filled out the ticket and voted for him once she was done.
“Let’s take a walk,” he suggested. Her heart melted when he took her by the hand and walked up and down the line of booths selling their wares. She felt happy just putting her smaller hand into his big hand. She enjoyed the contact. It had been a long time since she had been out on a date.
Faith found a perfectly round pumpkin in one of the booths. Adam stood behind her and she could feel his warmth. He stood close behind her and she felt so warm inside, so aroused by him being close to her. If she leaned on him, would she feel his hardness? She was tempted to find out.
“I love this.” She looked over her shoulder at Adam. She felt shaky inside but not from fear. Desire was what she was feeling. Desire for the man smiling at her.
“My sister and I always carve a pumpkin for the shop,” she explained with a smile.
She had to resist the temptation to lean back on him and feel his arms wrap around her waist.
He smiled down at her. She loved his hazel eyes and could stare into them all day. “I like it.”
After she paid for it, he offered to carry it to her car. Once they put it in the backseat they found a bench to sit down on. Their thighs touched and she felt the electricity, the excitement.
“So my sister tells me you’re a fire fighter,” she commented. She was curious about Adam Blake. He came into her coffee shop but never fli
rted or said much. Sometimes she could feel his eyes on her but she always wondered if she was imagining things. She was attracted to him, but not confident enough to be forward and flirt with him. He was quiet, serious yet so sexy.
His gaze roamed over her body and she felt herself react. She was tall at five eight but Adam was much taller and it made her feel feminine.
He nodded. “It’s what I always wanted to be. I like it. It’s hard work but so worthwhile. I like knowing I can help others.”
“It’s an important job,” Faith replied. “When I was around fourteen, our apartment building in Dallas caught on fire. I was terrified, but out of nowhere a fireman showed up and led a bunch of us out of the building. I never forgot how grateful I felt for them being there.”
“I’m glad you got out of there safely.” He grabbed her hand and held it. She wondered if it was sweaty. She was a little nervous. She hadn’t dated in over a year, so she was rusty in the flirting department.
“I like being able to help people when they are scared. My older brother Noah is a sheriff and Liam is an emergency medical technician. I guess we were all born with that need to be helpful.”
“Wow, a family full of heroes.”
He shook his head. “No. We’re normal guys with plenty of flaws. My dad was in the construction and my mom said he was more stubborn than a donkey. I think we inherited that flaw from him.”
“What other flaws should I know about?” She challenged him. She loved his smile. He had a cute dimple on his left cheek.
He laughed and she liked the deep sound. She had to remind herself he wasn’t boyfriend material. They were just getting to know one another. Maybe they could be friends, but she was tired of getting her heart broken.