Seven
“Are you sure you don’t mind eating here?” Ryan asked as Luke pulled up in front of the Ramshorn’s lodge. “I know we were just here yesterday, and it’s probably the last place you wanted to eat since you just got off work a few hours ago.”
“I never get tired of this place.” He came around to her door and opened it, extending his hand to help her out of his Jeep. He kept her hand as they walked across the packed dirt of the driveway and up the steep steps to the lodge. Gallant was the word that came to mind when he held the door open for her.
“You’re quite the gentleman, Mr. Conner.”
“I try.”
Luke walked behind the bar and grabbed a menu before he directed her to a table by the windows looking up toward the pool house. A candle burned in the center of their table, and its merry f
