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city, but what country man was? A city boy would have never pulled over to help me with my car, and they definitely wouldn’t have gotten dirty for me.
    I sat down in the leather chair. Sitting on the couch left an opportunity for Warren to sit next to me, and that wasn’t a good idea considering my horniness.
    “Lemonade or iced tea?” he called out to me from the kitchen.
    “Um, tea is fine.” Gosh... he was really going to serve me.
    A minute or so later, he emerged from the kitchen with a tray and laid it down on the coffee table in front of me.
    “Thanks.” I was amazed by all of this.
    “Sorry, I don’t really have a kitchen table, so this will have to do.” That was a bachelor for you, but I didn’t care where we ate. Looking up at those eyes made me want to move our dinner to the bedroom, but I thanked him anyway.
    I looked down at my food. A chicken breast, broccoli, and some wild grain rice was arranged on the plate as if we were in a nice restaurant.
    “Wow, it looks amazing.” My stomach betrayed me, growling loud enough for Warren to hear.
    “Go ahead and eat. I know you're starving. I’ll eat later.” He walked away into another room, and I did as I was told. Grabbing the plate, I tried not to wolf it down too fast, but I was starving.
    He returned with papers that looked to be the lease. Balancing my plate, I reached into my purse and handed him a white envelope with “rent” written across the front. Our hands touched, just for a second, a spark of electricity passed from me to him. When I was close to him I felt something and I needed to make sure we didn’t touch again.
    “Thank you, but you didn’t have to pay the entire year in advance,” he said, taking the money out and counting it.
    “I insist. It’s better for me to plan that way.” If the money was in my possession, I would have too many choices, too many ways out, and none of that was any good for me.
    “Well, the lease is pretty straight forward. Nothing surprising, and I am responsible for all appliances.” I noticed that as Warren spoke to me, his left leg jumped up and down. He couldn’t sit still either, from the looks of it. What was he nervous about?
    I chomped on my food, studying, and listening to him. Everything was pretty self-explanatory, so I felt comfortable diverting my attention to his mouth rather than the words that came out of it. My ears only perked up when he said the word “danger.”
    “What? Could you repeat that?”
    “Well, we’re very close to the woods, and there are dangerous things out there. So try not to be out back at night.” His face was stern when he said that.
    That was fine with me.
    He pointed to a few places where I needed to sign and initial. He explained a few things and mentioned some important landmarks as I finished dinner.
    Warren looked at my plate and blinked. “Wow, you’re already finished. Do you want more?”
    I wanted to scream, “Yes!” Instead, I smiled and shook my head.
    “Everything was great, thanks. I think maybe I should get going back home.” This was the best way for me to make an escape. The longer I stayed here talking to him, the more the possibility of something happening between us grew.
    “Oh no, not yet. I have some pecan pie from town for dessert, if you want a piece.” His eyes seemed to dance as he grabbed the dinner tray. He looked happy for me to be there. Maybe that was because of the rent money I just paid him. Nevertheless, saying no to pecan pie was a sin in my book.
    “Okay, no problem. Who can turn down a good piece?” Oops. That came out wrong. “Of pie, I mean.” Shit... I could feel my face catching fire. I took frantic gulps of the tea to cool myself.
    “Yeah, a piece is always needed. Be right back.” His eyes locked with mine for a moment before he walked off back into the kitchen.
    His eyes were like caffeine to me. They gave me energy enough to run to the moon.
    Being around this man wasn’t healthy for me. Somehow,