Adam was one of my regulars at the diner, a handsome guy with a smile that could make any girl’s knees weak. We’d flirted for months, our conversations dancing around the edges of something more.

“As I refilled his coffee mug, I felt his eyes lingering on me.

“You know, Cassie,” Adam said, his voice low and inviting, “you always seem so busy here. Ever think of letting someone take care of you for a change?”

The way his tone dipped told me that he was interested in giving me more than a fresh cup of joe!

“Sure, are you offering?” I asked, trying to play it cool as I wiped down the counter.

“I am,” he said confidently. “I’ll cook us a nice dinner. Maybe draw you a warm bath. Pamper you the way you... Read More