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neither of us had a chance to eat lunch, what do you say I take you out for an early dinner? Anywhere you’d like.”
    “Honestly, I’d rather just head home and make something.”
    He raised a brow. “After cooking all day? You sure?”
    “Positive. I can kick off my shoes and get comfy. Besides, I love to cook.”
    “You always did.” He winked at her. “Okay, I’m game. What are you gonna make for us?”
    She turned to face him, excited with the opportunity to cook for this man, show off her talents a bit. “I have some beautiful center-cut pork chops to grill, and I’ll make my mushroom risotto to go with them. Oh, and fresh asparagus with homemade hollandaise sauce.”
    “ Homemade hollandaise sauce?” he repeated with a doubtful lift of his brow.
    Hannah lifted her chin a notch. “Yes, homemade. Dad loves eggs benedict, and that powdered mix is such crap. I’ve been making it for years.”
    “And risotto? Fancy. Someone’s been watching a lot of cooking shows. Don’t suppose you make simple stuff anymore like spaghetti or lasagna, or fried chicken?”
    “Of course I do. Dad and Drew beg for lasagna on a weekly basis, and polish off the entire pan in a night.”
    “You do make a damn good pan of lasagna.”
    “Thank you. It’s so nice to feel appreciated.”
    “Feed me something besides the frozen pizza and TV dinners I usually eat, and I’ll appreciate you like no one ever has.”

 
    Chapter Four
     
    Hannah tingled from head to toe as Chase’s suggestive promise washed over her. Though, she had to wonder, again, if she was simply hearing what she wanted to hear. The man definitely frustrated the crap out of her. She could have sworn the green-eyed monster flickered in those sexy hazel depths when Dr. Bowman spoke with her. But, if Chase had an interest in her other than friendship, wouldn’t he have made a move by now? Especially if his reputation as a ladies man was true? On the other hand, he did seem to put her on a pedestal. Always had. As if she was some kind of saint or something.
    Saint Hannah—the thought was laughable. Maybe she’d have to do something to get that ridiculous notion out of his head…
    The moment they arrived home, Hannah washed her hands and got started on dinner. She wanted so badly to knock his socks off with this meal.
    “I could use a cup of coffee,” Chase said after a quick stop in the bathroom. “Mind if I put on a pot?”
    “No, go ahead. I might have a cup.” Not that she needed one. Simply being in the same room as Chase was like bathing in caffeine. “There’s some Colombian in the fridge, and I have a secret stash of Hutch’s special roast in the cabinet under the bread box.”
    He raised a brow. “A stolen secret stash?”
    She laughed. It was a well-known fact that Hutch was as competitive with his coffee as he was his burgers and fries. “No. He gives me a pound per week with my paycheck. It’s an incentive bonus dating back to when Nino offered me a job.”
    “Hell, I remember that. I thought they were going to start a bidding war over you. Must have felt good.”
    Hannah shrugged before opening the oven to retrieve her pots and pans. She filled a large saucepan with water and set the burner on medium for the asparagus. “I guess. Though I’m sure Nino was just teasing. He knew my loyalties lied with Hutch.”
    “He also knew that loser ex of yours worked for him, so maybe he figured you’d follow suit.”
    Hannah shot him a quick glance, surprised he would bring up Jimmy. “We weren’t even together at the time. Jimmy didn’t start working for Nino until long after he offered me a job.”
    “You’re not together now, either, right?”
    She stared at him for a second, curious as to where this line of questioning was headed. Could the man be jealous of her ex? “You know we’re not. I haven’t seen Jimmy since Lindy’s party, and if I never see him again it’ll be too soon.”
    He considered her words for a moment before