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please.” She stooped and kissed the top of his head.
    “What? You think a man in his seventies can’t have a rendezvous?” Noah waggled his eyebrows.
    “I suspect that was Henry.” Henry was her grandfather’s best friend. The two families had been close for many years, walking through the ups and downs of life together. Her younger sister, Amelia, had married Henry’s grandson, Chad.
    “What are the two of you scheming about now?” Abby picked up the saucers and rinsed them in the sink. When she was done, she faced him, narrowing her eyes when Noah wouldn’t look at her. Oh no . She smelled trouble brewing, and it had her grandfather’s name all over it.
    He toyed with the band on his wristwatch. “We learned our lesson about that. Convincing Chad and Amelia to get married was all the meddling we’ll ever do.”
    “Whenever you tell a lie, you always wrinkle the end of your nose,” Abby said.
    “I do not.” Noah touched the tip of his nose, and Abby sighed. Mischief lurked in his eyes. She could no more stop her granddaddy from meddling than she could lift Nick’s truck with one hand. Giving up for now, she motioned Nick toward the refrigerator. “I stocked up yesterday, so you’ll find plenty of stuff in there to work with.”
    “What’s going on?” Noah asked, his bushy eyebrows drawing down in confusion as he watched Nick wash and dry his hands.
    “Nick is going to cook dinner for me.” Abby caught the look of surprised delight on her grandfather’s face. “Don’t even think about it. Nick and I are…” Abby stopped and bit her lower lip. What were they? They weren’t friends. More like frenemies. She looked over at Nick.
    He stood with his back against the counter. Over six feet of pure male hotness. She remembered him leaning against the bathroom counter in Florida with his shirt off, drops of water from his shower running slowly…
    His gaze held hers for a long moment, as if he were caught in the same memory. Abby’s mouth went dry. He looked at her with the kind of interest a frenemy didn’t show.
    It was Nick who finally broke the awkward silence. “Actually, Noah, there’s something we need to tell you,” he said in his sexy come-hither voice, still holding Abby’s gaze.
    Abby’s eyes widened in alarm. First, because she wanted to come-hither and knew that would be like trying to put out a forest fire with a tablespoon of water. Bad idea. Secondly, because she was afraid he was about to tell her grandfather what had happened between the two of them. Also a bad idea. Her grandfather didn’t need any encouragement with his propensity to meddle.
    Noah shifted around in his seat, leaning forward. “Go on,” he urged, cupping a hand to the outside of his ear.
    Nick stroked his chin with fingers Abby knew were very, very good at stroking. “Abby seems to think you would want more than four cows for her.”
    Noah blinked, then sat back and laughed, slapping a hand on his knee. When he sobered up, a speculative gleam flashed in his eyes. “So you and Abby are…”
    Giving Nick a warning look, Abby did her best to nix any speculation in that realm. “We’re not anything, Granddaddy.” Anymore . “Nick offered to cook dinner for me. End of story.”
    Abby picked up the coffee cups and put those in the sink, then reached for a cloth and started wiping off the counter. She wanted to keep her hands busy so her traitorous thoughts wouldn’t keep dragging her mind gleefully back to Nick. She’d gone over and over the events leading up to that night. She had no excuse, no defense. The only reason it had happened was because she’d wanted him, and that scared the hell out of her.
    In all the time since her decision to swear off men, she’d never once let herself give in to temptation. Until Nick had come along.
    “Abby,” Nick said softly, coming up behind her and putting his hands on her shoulders.
    For one split second, Abby wanted nothing more than to turn around to face