Chapter 160

The cheerful, professional spiel poised on Hannah's tongue evaporated as she came face to face with the soldier from Dinner Belles, who clearly was not homeless. He'd cleaned up, having showered, shaved, and gotten a haircut. And dear God, without that mountain man beard and several layers of smell, he was hot. A gray henley stretched across well-defined muscles and the close-cropped reddish-brown beard highlighted a strong jaw. Her fingers itched to trace it.

Say something.

"Hi!"

One brow arched faintly.

Okay so maybe she sounded a little like Will Farrell from Elf. But what was she supposed to say to the man? She'd treated him like he was homeless. How was she supposed to apologize for that assumption? Should she apologize? Or was this one of those gaffes she should just let go and pray nobody ever brought it up again? This was not a topic that Emily Post or Martha Stewart ever covered.