Sable swallowed a bite of steak and chased it with a sip of her ice water. This was definitely the best steak she’d eaten in a long time. Maybe ever. Of course, the environment, the setup and the very sexy man across from her might have a lot to do with it. They were seated on the patio at the rear of Ryan’s rambling log house. He had grilled steaks on the fanciest grill Sable had ever seen. He’d uncorked a bottle of wine from nearby Grape Creek Winery and settled her on a stool at the kitchen counter while he microwaved potatoes and tossed a salad with veggies from an astonishingly well-stocked fridge. When the steaks were done, he set everything on the patio table and topped off her wine glass. Then he seated himself across from her. “Sorry we didn’t actually get to a restaurant.” Ryan’s deep voice broke into her thoughts. “My intention was to actually take you out someplace. A nice casual dinner to welcome you to Saddle Wells.”
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