time their drinks arrived, they’d both decided on salmon. Jeremy put a basket of freshly baked cheddar biscuits on the table, then discreetly withdrew. Fiona took one and buttered it before biting.
“Mmm.” She closed her eyes and savored the taste.
The look of ecstasy on her face was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. She looked like a woman who’d been well and thoroughly made love to and he badly wanted to be the man who was responsible for it. The knot in his gut tightened another notch.
Fiona pushed the basket closer to him. “You have to try these.”
Anything to take his mind off sex. He snagged one, buttered and bit into it. “Good.”
“That’s the best you’ve got? It rocked my world.”
Before he could answer, the salads arrived and they both dug in.
Fiona wasn’t one of those women who ate two leaves and called it a night. She enjoyed her entire meal and he liked that about her.
“Wow,” she said, setting her fork on the empty dinner plate a while later. “I was hungry.”
“Me, too.” He took a swallow of beer and sat back. “So tell me, have you finished your article?”
She nodded. “I’m working on another one now.”
“Already?”
“The extra money is nice.” She shrugged.
“What is this one about?”
“Holidays in a small town. ’Tis the season coming up and the best rule is to write what you know.” She toyed with the stem of her wineglass. “Halloween isn’t far off and next thing you know Thanksgiving will be here. Big cities have their professionally decorated store windows but the people of Rust Creek Falls are every bit as enthusiastic about our traditional ways of celebrating.”
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