Page 10 of Second Chances
That's when Megan realized that he was nervous too, perhaps even more than she was, "It was a pleasure to meet you too, Josh. How could I have managed to get rid of all the evidence without you," she gestured toward the glass shards in the trash can.
"That's true. Your tiles would've been ruined forever if I hadn't shown up when I did."
"That they would," Megan laughed but realized that if he hadn't been so damn handsome, she never would've lost control of her motor skills, to begin with.
"I'll see you around, ma'am," he said and hooked a leash onto Timber.
Megan felt heavy, the weight of the word ma'am bringing her back down to earth. What was she doing? Flirting? She took a deep breath and rationalized that he wasn't flirting with her, he was being polite, there's no way such a young hot man would find a woman her age, with her laugh lines, and streaks of gray, attractive. She felt like a fool.
"Have a good day, son," she said and reached behind the man to open the door.
He looked at her quizzically and she wondered if it had sounded as ridiculous to him as it had to her.
"Come on Timber," he tugged on the leash and walked outside.
Megan closed the door and sank down to the floor.
