dislikes: disappointing Noah.
Nick Davison stepping off the elevator in my building with a bouquet of dahlias in hand, dressed in fresh sneakers and nicely fit jeans and a deep blue sweater that was just delicious against his dark skin absolutely did look like a gift from God.
“Just the woman I was looking for,” he said, and shit, did that whimper come from Arizona or me?
Arizona dug a sharp elbow into my side and I straightened up, clearing my throat. “Nick, hello. Um… what are you doing here?”
The smile he offered as he stepped forward was potent enough that I felt it in my chest. “Well,” he said, extending the flowers in my direction. “I was hoping I could take you to lunch. Wherever you want to go, but I passed this little spot about a block away called Honeybee. Looked interesting… if you’re interested.”
“Oh, she’s definitely interested,” Arizona answered for me, before I could speak. “And Honeybee is her favorite spot in the city, so your batting average is just insane right now.”
“You live in LA,” I blurted, planting my feet to fight against Arizona’s effort to push me forward, towards him. “How are you… here?”
His grin widened. “Surely you’re familiar with the airport, Noah.”
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