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“Uh, no. It was nothing.”

She folded her arms and stared at him, but he wouldn’t look at her. She sighed.

“Okay. It’s none of my business anyway. I think I’ll make popcorn, and we can find something to watch. Sound good?”

“Actually, yes, it does. Let me get these wet boots and jeans off. I’ll be right back.”

“Alright. I’ll put it in the microwave.”

Kian started out of the room but turned to face her, walked toward, kissed her lips, and left the room.

She sighed as she got the popcorn from the box. She’d bet it was personal, and that’s why he didn’t tell her. Had it been about a woman? Oh, she didn’t like that. Not that she had any claim on him, but it meant he lied about being involved.

Gretchen stared at the microwave watching as the bag of popcorn grew bigger. She almost had a heart attack when Kian’s arms slipped around her waist from behind. He placed his chin on her shoulder.

“It smells good,” he murmured, then kissed her neck, making her shiver. “Cold?”

She turned to face him and frowned. “You know it has nothing to do with being cold Kian, so stop trying to be funny.”

“But I am funny.”

She laughed. “I bet you think you are.”

He chuckled then stepped back when she opened the microwave door, removed the hot bag, opened it, and dumped it into a bowl.

“I’ll take that. How about you grab us something to drink. Water is fine with me.”

“Water? You wantwaterwith your popcorn?”

A frown marred his brow. “What’s wrong with that?”

“You have to have a soda when you eat popcorn.”

“Is that a rule?”

“It’s my rule.”

Kian grinned at her. “Okay. What kind of soda?”

“Well, any kind really. I have cola in the fridge. I don’t drink soda very often, but I have to have it when I eat popcorn.”

“I’m not going to argue with you.”

“Smart man. Go sit down, and I’ll be right there.”

“Alright.”

When he left the kitchen, she opened the fridge and removed two cans of soda, then entered the living room. When he moved to get up, she waved him down.

“Did you find us anything?”

“What do you want to watch?”

“Maybe a comedy.”

“Okay, let me look.” He switched through channels until he found a movie they were both interested in.

Gretchen placed the sodas on the coffee table and sat down. Kian had the bowl of popcorn in his lap.