Chapter 13

“Right,” I answered. I wasn’t sure what was going on. In fact, I was still at sea with what had just happened. I wasn’t going to turn tail and run, but I couldn’t quite get myself back to square one. Had he just made a pass at me? Wouldn’t it be nice if he had? I couldn’t be sure.

“So do you cook?” I asked Max as I picked up my fork and took a tiny bite of my lunch. I was nervous and reaching.

“Yeah.” Max seemed to be making an effort. Or at least that’s what I took his slight grin to mean.

“Oh? What do you cook?” I refused to be rattled. What was I letting myself in for? Was the earth going to move every time we were together like this? It hadn’t before, much, had it? “I like to bake. So what kind of cooking do you do?”

What had just happened? Was Max a tease who bashed when he got a response? I’d met a few of them, and they weren’t fun. My attraction to him had blurred the lines. Was he attracted to me? Or was this a game to him? I was so confused.