“Mr. Becket, are you planning a barbeque?” the check-out girl asked as she rang up Philip’s order. “You’ve got enough meat here to feed the whole town.”
Philip smiled, shaking his head. “Just stocking up while the price is right.”
“All right,” she said distractedly, her glance going back to Adam again. It seemed she couldn’t take her eyes off him.
Adam looked up from the tabloid he was reading to glance back at her, one eyebrow raised in question. She blushed, quickly finishing up, adding the tabloid onto the order once Adam checked with Philip to be certain it was all right. After paying for everything, Philip pushed the overloaded cart out to the car, grumbling that if things kept up this way he’d need to get a truck instead.
When everything was stashed away, the perishables in the l
