hadn’t expected Lacy to dislike him as much he did her. Well, it wasn’t her per say, as much as the idea of her and being alone with her. Since Daniella had left he could count on one hand the number of times he had been alone with an unrelated female.
Justin called in dinner to a local restaurant that was regionally famous and had even appeared once on a national food channel. He handed Beaux some cash, which Beaux declined.
“Ready to go?” he asked with that painted on but oh so sexy smile.
Lacy grabbed her purse and walked to his truck. He cut in front of her, opening the door for her, back to his gentleman ways. Maybe she should just lay all her cards on the table. Obviously, neither of them was too happy about it, but she had no intentions of spending a week being miserable with this impossible man. As he drove off, she steeled her nerves and began speaking.
“Look, I’m not blind. I know spending time with me is last on your list of priorities, right next to having a root canal. I’m not happy about it either, but for Sara’s sake, let’s just make the best of it. For all I care, we can leave her house together and you can drop me off somewhere. But I will not see her stressed because of our lack of enthusiasm at being thrown together for the week.”
At least Beaux had the good grace to look mildly embarrassed at his lack of southern hospitality.
“You’re right. Let’s just make the best of the situation. There really is a lot to see and do around here and I can show you things off the beaten tourist path. And for the record, it’s nothing personal against you.”
Lacy wasn’t exactly sure how she was supposed to respond to his last remark so decided to just keep quiet. At least they had formed some type of truce between them now. He drove his truck up in front of a run-down other building. Lacy found it hard to believe this was the restaurant with the famous food, but she knew of several places back home where the building’s façade was deceptive of the food quality, both for better and for worse.
Beaux opened the doors to the Cajun Corner Café and let Lacy through. That old feeling something bad was about to happen sent a shudder through him, but he pushed it aside. He walked up to the counter and asked for Andre, who came out and chatted a bit before telling them their food would be just another few minutes. Watching Lacy take in her surroundings almost brought a smile to his face. He could only imagine how the eclectic décor looked to an outsider seeing it for the first time. Stuffed wildlife of all kinds filled the walls; alligator, pelican, deer, squirrel and even nutria. The surprise on her face was evident, as she received her first dose of culture shock.
Just then he heard a familiar voice that sent chills down his spine. Shit. This was the epitome of everything she hated about Southern Louisiana so why of all places, was she here now. Their eyes locked for a brief second and before common sense could take over, he whispered an apology to Lacy for what he was about to do, then wrapped his arms tightly around her waist bringing her close to him. Before she had time to react and push him away, he brought his lips to hers, engaging her in a passionate kiss, a bit too intimate for anyone watching.
Chapter 2:
A voice inside Lacy screamed at her to break off the kiss, but that voice had never been kissed like this. That voice had never had her insides quiver and tremble nor had Beaux’s tongue tease her with a delectable taste of mint and man. All awareness of her surroundings fled away as a raw physical desire overcame her body. The urgency in his kiss gave way to exploration of an uncovered attraction when a cough brought them back to reality. Shame and fury replaced desire until she ran out of the restaurant without a backwards glance, leaving Beaux standing in a state of similar shock and awe.
“You succeeded in making her