Page 41 of Love Is Brewing

“Sure,” she said.

“I didn’t feel you hit my bumper. I heard swearing and looked in my side mirror and saw your car sideways.”

“You didn’t hear me swearing,” she said, laughing. “You’re making that up.”

“I believe I heard, shit, shit, shit. Very loudly.” There was silence. “Are you there, Phoebe?”

“I’m so embarrassed,” she said. Her laughter stopped at this point.

But he burst out in the joyous noise. “Don’t be. If I hadn’t heard it, I might not have looked and seen you. I’m not complaining about that.”

“That’s nice to know. But it leads me to believe you might be complaining about something else?”

“Nope,” he said. “I’m pretty laid back.”

No way he was going to admit he’d love nothing more than to see her again.

Get his mouth on hers.

His arms wrapping around her body.

Yeah, if he said that she’d think he was one of these guys that had to be with someone nonstop.

Since he couldn’t stand that from a woman, he wasn’t going to be the one to give that indication.

“I’m not laid back,” she said. “I should say that. My mother said many people say I’m snobby.”

“I don’t think you are,” he said. “Why would they?”

“Maybe because in Charlotte I’m different. Not on purpose. Just could be more of who I’m around or what is available to me.”

“Sushi,” he said. “You’re not going to find it here.”

“I’m just as happy with oven-baked burgers,” she said.

He smiled when she said that.

Since she devoured it and cleaned her plate, he didn’t think she was lying.

“Glad to hear it,” he said. “I’ve eaten some fancy fare. Hard not to with West as my brother. It’s normally when I’m visiting him.”

“Do you go to New York often?” she asked.

“Not really,” he said. “I have to go to my sister Laken’s wedding in March.”

“March what?” she asked. “Ben is getting married in March.”

“Laken and Jamie are getting married March fourteenth,” he said.

“Ben is getting married on the twenty-eighth,” she said.

“Imagine that,” he said, tongue in cheek.

“You’re humoring me, aren’t you?”

“Maybe,” he said. “Problem with it?”

“Nope,” she said. “I’m not stuffy or anything. I know people think I’m cold too.”

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