Chapter 21

• For a second, Sawyer was certain she’d say no, and maybe that was just as well. She wasn’t wearing a wedding ring, but that didn’t necessarily mean she was single, especially since she’d mentioned being a mom. He didn’t much see the point in bullshitting himself, and the truth was, she was fucking gorgeous. Sure, he wanted to thank her for her help, but he also wanted her to stay for less gallant reasons.
• Jo tilted her head, a smile blooming over her pretty, pink mouth, and Jesus, less gallant was a colossal understatement. “You’d better hope you can live up to the hype. I’m Italian, through and through. We take our food very seriously.”
• “You’re a woman after my own heart,” he said, gesturing toward the dining room. “Please. After you.”