I raised an eyebrow. “I’m sure your…pet…would have been fine with just Doc Blake, but I was happy to assist him. No need for thanks.”
“You’re a prickly one, aren’t you?”
At that, my own lips curved. “Absolutely. So can I enjoy my breakfast in peace?”
He laughed, completely unbothered by my sharp response. The sound rolled through the diner, drawing the attention of several of the morning guests. A few of the women did a double-take, staring at him. He was attractive, I’d give him that. But he did nothing for me. Not like Damian did.
Damn it. Stop thinking about him.
I focused back on Caine. “Well?”
He rose, shaking his head, still laughing. “All right. The thanks still stands, though. See you around, Willow,” he said, then stopped by the register and spoke with Sally before grabbing
