Chapter 21

“Mornin’. Let’s go find us a table,” Max purred in my ear. Then louder he said, “Mornin’, guys. Looks like everybody’s up early today.”

Max gave me a little shove with his body, and I tingled all over. We walked through the crowd toward the main part of the cafe.

“Mornin’, Lorraine. You got a table for us?” Max asked the woman whom I was beginning to think of as the Rock Bottom’s only waitress.

At her nod, I was again nudged to walk, to follow her as she led us to the same booth where we’d been sitting the night before. Still in shock at having Max at my back when I’d just been thinking of him, I followed her black polyester knit pants. Max was walking so close to me, I could feel his erection. And as always happens, action provoked reaction. I stiffened.

“I think coffee for both of us,” Max said, waiting until I nodded before he looked at Lorraine.