Page 45 of The Best Little Christmas Shop
‘Yeah right. Like I’m buying that.’
‘You know, you have quite the suspicious streak.’
‘It helps keep me on my toes.’
‘I see.’ I chewed my lip.
‘Lexi, don’t overthink it. I’m grateful to you for helping me out today. I was shattered this morning and driving wouldn’t have been the most sensible or safest thing I could have done. But I couldn’t afford to miss out on this car.Whether you enjoyed it or not –’
‘I did!’
He grinned. ‘Good. But either way, you put yourself out to help me. Please just let me pay this to go some way to showing you how appreciative I am of your kindness.’
‘Fine. Then thank you.’
Cal leant back in his chair, but his warm, grey gaze remained fixed on me. ‘Why are you so uncomfortable about this?’
‘I’m not,’ I said, trying to pretend I wastelling the truth.
Cal’s eyes remained on me as I fussed about with my scarf and wiggled my coat off the back of the chair.
‘You know I don’t believe a word of that, right?’
I zipped up my jacket and having composed myself, looked up at him and shrugged. ‘Your prerogative. Ready?’
Cal threw a glance out of the window, the faintest of lines showed on his forehead as he watched the snow stillfalling.
‘Yep. Let’s go.’
