Was I flirting with him? Surely not. Just trying to make a new customer feel at ease.
Yeah, right. Tell that to someone who believes it.
Casey slapped the cleaning rag onto the surface of the table with more force than necessary and wiped with rapid circular motions. There had to be something wrong with her. She didn't need to be playing games with a total stranger. Her history reflected poor judgment where men were concerned, at least on an emotional level. But the zing! snapping between them every time she approached his booth both irritated and intrigued her.
Maybe he'd change his mind about writing his book here. Decided Connelly turned out to be too much of a hick town for him. Maybe tomorrow he wouldn't show up. Casey had mixed feelings about that and a good part of them had nothi
