“You should wear shades to protect your eyes,” the person said.
Nikki recognized the deep, sultry voice as belonging to Ross. “Oh, it’s you,” she said in disappointment. “My eyes are none of your business.”
He was chewing a straw of yellow grass. “I never said it was my business. Just some friendly advice, that’s all.”
“Hrump,” Nikki said. “Friendly? You don’t know the meaning of the word.”
“Can’t we just do this whole thing over?” Ross prompted. “Since you are going to be working here, we should try and get along.”
“Wow,” Nikki gasped. “You have some nerve. If it was not for you, I would not be in this one-horse town, so I have no intention of being civil toward you. I don’t even want to talk to you.”
Ross slightly spread his legs apart and folded his arms across his broad chest. “I
