Mister Fixit (Love In New York #3) - Plot & Excerpts
It only slips a little when he sees my expression. “Best Indian food in Manhattan, delivered hot to your doorstep.” I open the door farther and gesture for him to come in. “You can put the bags right on the table.” He leans in and kisses me on the cheek before he continues on into the apartment. I try to act like it’s totally natural and casual, but it takes me by surprise. It’s kind of strange to see him bent over my kitchen sink during the day and bringing me dinner with a kiss at night. It’s not entirely unpleasant… just weird. It’s like we’re a couple, but we’re not. We should be; I mean, it totally makes sense on paper. He’s hot and gainfully employed with a great reputation. I’m single and looking. He’s obviously interested. I should be interested. So what’s wrong with me? Why the hesitation? Why all the awkwardness every time we’re together in a semi-romantic situation? I don’t have this problem with him on the job site. We work together all day long without a single heart flutter.
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