laughing spell, he replied, "Not hardly. I worked in the ER long enough to see a lot of stupidity. I'm a bit of a chicken about actually experiencing displays of Mother Nature. I just like to watch."
The way he said the last part of that made a pressure build between Grace's legs, and she shifted her position. Wow. He didn't seem aware of what he was doing to her. His open face was eager, like a little kid. Maybe he wouldn't be so bad. She cleared her throat in an attempt to find her voice again.
"Um, what about cooking? You said you liked to cook. Do you cook stuff that smells bad? Fry everything? Lots of onions and garlic? Stuff like that?"
His ever present grin was absolutely heart stopping. "I do use onions and garlic, for flavor, but I'd like to think that I don't overdo it. And I rarely fry food. I prefer to broil, or grill."
"What do you like to do in your spare time?"
"I like to stay active. With the beach here, close, I'll probably do some jogging, riding a bike on the Sea Wall, stuff like that. I'm a bit of a health nut." He actually looked sheepish at that admission.
At a loss for any other questions to ask him, she stood. "You want some water? I'm thirsty." She walked into the kitchen without waiting for a reply. She needed to get out from under his influence. She was having trouble thinking straight around him.
She heard him reply, "Sure," and she poured two glasses as the front door opened, and Nicole walked in.
"What the hell? You're early." Grace smiled as she heard the annoyance in Nicole's voice. She couldn't hear his reply, but she imagined the sheepish grin on his face, and blushed again at the image.
Carrying his glass of water into the living room, she found him standing in front of Nicole, looking at his feet.
"Don't worry, Rafe. Just remember the bark and bite, and all that." She tried to sound reassuring, but wasn't sure how it came off.
"Are you calling me a dog?" Nicole turned her annoyance on Grace, but the smile on her face belied her friend's words.
"If the shoe fits…" Grace remembered her stench, and grateful that Nicole had come home, she continued. "I'm gonna grab a shower before Bree gets home. I'll leave you two." To Nicole, she flashed a thumbs up, indicating her approval of the man, who had sat back down, grin still on his face.
Chapter Five
Grace emerged from her shower to hear Nicole and Bree laughing with Rafe. Puzzled, as she had thought that Nicole would be harder to win over, she poked her head around the door frame into the living room to see the three of them crowded around the computer screen.
Walking up behind them, Rafe straightened and turned to her. She'd gotten too close again, and here she was, under his influence as his scent washed over her. She had a hard time finding her voice, but she managed, "What's going on?"
"Youtube videos," Rafe answered her, with that grin on his face, showing off the dimples and the even teeth that Grace really wanted to lick right now.
"Why?" Her voice was a whisper, since her thoughts were still in the gutter.
"Because laughing is good for you. I was trying to loosen everybody up."
Bree stood and looked at Rafe, a wide smile on her face. "Hey, Rafe. You like to dance?"
"Love it." His eyes hadn't left Grace, and his voice sent a warm shiver up her spine. She looked away from the intensity of his gaze, over at Nicole, who was clicking on a video in the side bar.
Bree continued, oblivious to the sizzle between Rafe and Grace. "We're going dancing tonight, you want to come?"
Still staring at Grace, he answered, a lazy smile on his lips, "Absolutely." Those green eyes were going to be her undoing.
Nicole’s voice broke the spell that Grace was quickly succumbing to. “Um, Rafe, can you go outside for a minute? We need to have a roommate meeting, and since you aren’t a roommate, yet…”
He nodded, and looked