Fourteen
Karrie
I ignored the rush of pleasure I got from watching Ridge consume his Philly with gusto.
Something about watching a man enjoy a meal … no, I hadn’t made it, but it was my idea to come here, and I’d pushed him into trying something different. The fact that he was enjoying it did something funny to my insides.
I was afraid I was starting to like Ridge too much.
Sure, he was a pig, rich and pretty conceited, and he didn’t live in the same world I did, but there was something about him. He was funny, charming, and handsome as hell. And, although he could be an asshole, he wasn’t a d**k, and had so far treated me with respect.
Plus, there was a chemistry between us that I’d never felt with anyone before. It was almost like we’d known each other all of our lives, instead of
