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came into the restaurant, both of them Kourtney’s age, and immediately joined the chatter at the table.
    Alex swung her legs onto Caleb’s lap and pulled him closer. “In a few minutes, one of those ladies is going to pull out her phone and tattle on us.”
    “Then let’s give them something to talk about.” He made no effort to hide his hand on her thigh just before his lips covered hers.
    Just like with last night’s kisses, a series of fireworks exploded inside her from the first second of contact and sent her blood rushing into her cheeks. But as the kiss deepened into something slow and sensual, the heat spread to other parts of her body. Alex ran her fingers over the newly shaved short hair along the base of his scalp, the scratchy sensation contrasting with the firm massage of his hands on her thigh and sending delicious shivers through her.
    Damn, he knew how to turn a woman on. Maybe it was time to remind him they were only faking this relationship.
    Or maybe he wasn’t into faking it anymore. She sure as hell wasn’t.
    A disgusted huff came from the Junior League table, and Alex forced herself to end the kiss. “I thought we were trying to avoid the public make-out session.”
    “Just following your lead.”
    “Bullshit.”
    “I like that you aren’t afraid to call me on that.” He turned her around so her legs fell off his lap and draped his arm around her shoulders. “And you were right about the phones.”
    Sure enough, both Mrs. Jefferies and her daughter, Mindy, were each talking in hushed tones to someone on their cells. And judging by the number of times they glanced her way during the conversation, Mama and Kourtney were getting an earful of her “disgraceful” behavior. “I know how this town works.”
    “And for that, I’m grateful.”
    Two plates of steaming food interrupted them. “Here you go,” Miss Ada said as she set them down. “Now you show that boy what kind of good vittles he’s missing out on.”
    “I sure will, Miss Ada.” Alex dug her fork into the sweet and sour greens and stuffed her mouth with them.
    “I’m still not brave enough to try those.” He did, however, sample the green beans. After one nibble, he was devouring them. “I’ve always wondered one thing about you southerners. Why do you call the women here ‘Miss’ so-and-so?”
    “Because we don’t want to get smacked on the back of the head for being disrespectful. It’s sort of how you always add ‘ma’am’ or ‘sir’ when you’re speaking to a commanding officer.”
    “So if I start calling the owner of the B&B ‘Miss Martha,’ I won’t get pinched?”
    “Not likely. You have a fine ass, Captain Kelly, and Miss Martha must genuinely appreciate it.” She grinned and added, “Maybe I should start letting you know how much I appreciate it, too.”
    He caught her hand a second before she struck. “Don’t even think about it.”
    “Should I do something else to the cute ass of yours?”
    His eyes darkened with desire, and her mouth went dry. He was finally starting to see her as a sexy woman in her own right, not just Kourtney’s flat-chested little sister. “What are you suggesting?”
    “Be a good boy and maybe you’ll find out.” She twisted her hand free and went back to her supper. “But first, you need to try Miss Ada’s greens.”
    “Alex, I’ve already told you I don’t—”
    She silenced him with a forkful of the dark emerald wilted greens. Miss Ada sweetened them with plenty of brown sugar and bit of balsamic vinegar, which tempered the bitter sulfur taste most greens suffered from. The smoky hint of bacon balanced them out and added a richness that only pork grease could accomplish. The result was something purely divine, and it was time Caleb experienced them.
    His eyes widened, but he didn’t spit them out. Instead, he chewed for a few seconds, swallowed, and immediately went for her plate. “Hey, those aren’t half bad.”
    She yanked her plate out of