Rae flirted shamelessly, glad when Ben finally seemed to notice. His smile came quickly and he kept himself close to her while she ate half a pretzel and ordered pizza.
“Have you had that pizza with the pretzel crust?” she asked.
He took a ketchup-laden bite of pretzel and shook his head.
“Comes with cheese sauce instead of pizza sauce. My ex—” She sucked in a breath, cursing herself for speaking. But come on. It wasn’t like she wouldn’t have ex-boyfriends. At least she didn’t have any ex-husbands to detail.
“My ex loved it,” she said. “They don’t have it here in Island Park. You have to drive up to Burlington.”
“We should do that sometime.” He finished his pretzel and moved into her living room, his gorgeous eyes soaking up the art she’d framed and hung on the walls. It provided a sp
