Damned if Kane didn’t feel a tiny bit intimidated. “Umm, hi, Mo. Remember me? I brought the great treats.”
His whiskers twitched and that grumpy mouth parted to show teeth.
“Montgomery!” Pru came to his rescue, stepping in between them with concern. “What are you doing? We need to be nice to the customers.”
Immediately, the cat softened, ignoring Kane and sitting down like a perfect, docile cat.
“That’s a good boy. I’m sorry, Montgomery is new to Flirt but he’s extremely friendly. Aren’t you, sweetheart?”
Damned if that menace didn’t let out a purr and look completely harmless.
Pru smiled. “There we go. I’m sure you made a move that took him by surprise.”
Kane shook his head. Sure. Guess it was his fault he was about to be eaten by Cujo Cat. Then he noticed Mo was now sporting a fancy collar with the store’s logo hanging from a chain. This cat moved fast. If Kane didn’t gain favor, he’d be out on the street instead of in bed with Sierra.
“I must’ve,” Kane said smoothly. “He looks like an amazing cat.”
“Pru, is Montgomery causing a prob—”
Sierra trailed off as she spotted him. A myriad of emotions flickered across her face but Kane lasered in on the most important.
Pleasure. There had definitely been a glint of it in her expressive hazel eyes, and that mattered more than the others. Or the current frown tugging at her brow as she glanced back and forth between him and Mo. “Kane, what are you doing here?”
“Buying candles,” Pru cut in with a big grin. “It’s so nice to meet you. I’ve been wanting to introduce myself for a long time.”
He cocked his head. “Nice to meet you, Pru. I’m surprised you’ve even heard my name. Unless Sierra has been talking about me?”
Sierra crossed her arms in front of her chest and shook her head. “No. It’s because you belong on the cover of Southern Hotness magazine. You’re hard to miss around here.”
He laughed long and loud, drawing a curious crowd who were currently staring.
Kane decided it was the perfect time to make his stand.
“Thanks, sweetheart. I always appreciate a compliment coming from you.”
And then he leaned over and kissed her.
Take that, Mo.
Chapter Sixteen
“If your hair is done properly and you’re wearing good shoes, you can get away with anything.” – Iris Apfel
Sierra was in shock to find Kane Masterson in her store.
It was the one place he’d never tried to invade. Months of silence and pretense had thrown a wall between them, and as if he recognized Flirt was as personal as her home, he hadn’t overstepped boundaries.
But with one bold move, he claimed not only her space, but her.
His mouth took hers in a firm, possessive kiss that gave no doubt they were involved. Caught off guard, Sierra was about to push him away, but the moment those warm, talented lips met hers, she was a goner.
She kissed him back, and when he pulled away, those green eyes were dancing with satisfaction. And something else. Something that stopped her from lashing out at the chauvinistic male move. Something that lit up her insides and made her giddy.
“Thought it was time I visited your sanctum,” he said in that sexy, rumbly voice. “How’s your day going?”
She couldn’t help shaking her head. “Well, after that performance, it’s going to get a lot busier. We have an audience.”
Kane didn’t seem to notice the greedy stares and delighted smiles from every woman in the shop. Numerous gazes sharpened, and low murmurs drifted in the air. He grinned and whispered in her ear. “Should we give them another round?”
