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Without thinking, I bend ht at the head of the guy who’s standing just inside the kitchen door

The guy I didn’t hear co pin without flinching--one-handed and cool as a gorgeous cucumber--just an inch fro around the rolling pin to an St Jauy I have ever seen--and that includes books, n and doo-to-erously hot and tantalizingly mysterious If couy with the smoothest, most perfectly pitched, British-Scottish-esque, Wessconian-accented voice allSt Ja tool--while wearing my Rick and Morty pajama short-shorts, a Winnie-the-Pooh T-shirt I’ve had since I was eight and eBob SquarePants slippers

And no bra

Not that I have a whole lot going on upstairs, but still

"Christ on a saltine!" I grasp at an’s brorinkles "Haven’t heard that one before"

Oh fuck--did he see ? Did he see me leap? God, letthem from my ears "What the hell, dude?! Make soirl know she’s not alone You could’ve given me a heart attack And I could’ve killed you with my awesome ninja skills"

The corner of hispin down on the counter

"I knocked on the kitchen door so I wouldn’t frighten you, but you were busy with yourperformance"

Blood and heat rush to my face And I want to melt into the floor and then all the way down to the Earth’s core

Logan points toward the front of the coffee shop "The door wasn’t bolted I thought Marty was going to replace the broken lock?"

Relieved to have a reason not to look at hiet the lock set out of the drawer--still in the packaging "He bought it, but we got swamped the other day and he didn’t have tian picks it up and turns it over in his hands "I’ll take care of it"

"Do you need a screwdriver?"

"No, I have tools in the car"

I lean an’s really tall And not just because I’--like a sexy tree And solid--broad across the chest in his black dress shirt Strapping

"You’re like a Boy Scout, huh?"

It’s htly less effective than Dirty Dancing’s "I carried a waterain

"Not even close"

There’s a bad-boy edge in the way he says it--a heavy hint of the forbidden--that gets er to drop

To cover ht, orously that my elbow slips in the flour on the counter and I al and brawny--he’s quick Fast enough to catch me by the arainst the butcher block