of my job. Oh, and you’re in the phone book. You happen to be the only Molly Harper in the area.” Luke gestured with an upturned palm.
“So not only do you want my house, but you’re a stalker.” She crossed her arms and leaned against the door frame.
He was just about to speak when the delivery boy came up with her food. She handed the money to him and took her bags. The delivery boy looked at them with a quizzical look before thanking her for the tip and departing. Damn, she gave the kid a twenty and didn’t get any change. No wonder he thanked her.
“Make this quick. I don’t want my food getting cold.”
“I’m sure you know what I’ve come to talk about.”
“You know, my realtor wouldn’t be happy about you being here.”
“Yes, and mine wasn’t happy with you coming to my workplace. But this has become personal, so it’s only fitting I come to you for a change. Can I come in?”
“You’re a stranger.”
“I’m hardly a stranger. And besides, I should be scared of you and your temper. I promise, this won’t take long and when you want me to leave, just say so and I’ll go.”
She shrugged. What the hell? What could it hurt? At least now she could call Diane and tell her he had approached her, proving she wasn’t the only nut job out there. “I don’t know why I’m doing this, but OK, you can come in.”
He followed her in. Molly took a seat on the couch, and he followed suit.
“How’s Sammy?”
“Much better. And you were right; it was just a bug. I just dropped him off with his mom. She doesn’t live far from here, actually.”
“What a coincidence.” Her voice was full of sarcasm. “So…talk.”
She stared at him, trying to figure out what he wanted and what was left to discuss when it came to the house. Maybe he was here to gloat or ask her to withdraw her offer.
As she waited for him to speak, she studied him a little more carefully, but all she could see was a very attractive man who was gazing at her with kindness. He looked nervous, but his eyes were speaking to her as though they were trying to look through her own eyes and deep into her soul.
A fluttery feeling started in her stomach, and her heart rate sped up. She wasn’t sure what had come over her, but she was seeing Luke in a new way. That way Theresa had wanted her to look at him. And she wasn’t sure why.
“What did you want to talk about?” She glanced away from him.
“Did you want to eat while we talk?” He motioned toward her food.
“I don’t want to be rude and eat in front of you.”
“I see two pairs of chop sticks. I could join you.”
Eating dinner with him would be too personal. She didn’t want to get on that kind of a level with him. He was her enemy. She had to remember that. But the way he was looking at her, she wasn’t so sure he was feeling the same about her. In fact, she couldn’t quite pinpoint why he was staring at her the way he was. God knew she looked a wreck. Her hair was in messy bun, and she’d had these pajamas for years.
“I can wait.” But after she said it, her stomach rumbled, betraying her once again.
Luke leaned forward and took out the first box and handed it to her. “Eat. I don’t think you’re being rude. I actually ate with Sammy before I took him back to his mother.”
She took the food from him, and her hand lingered a moment too long. He had a spark in his eyes. Crap, that’s what she was worried about. He was attracted to her. But why? Maybe he’d come over here to seduce her and make her fall in love with him, and in return he was going to steal her house.
She shook her head. She was being crazy.
“So why are you here?” She took a bite of her food.
“You’ve been on my mind since I met you.”
“Well, we have something in common we both want.”
“If things were different and I asked you on a date, would you go?”
She dropped her chopstick into the takeout dish, not expecting him to ask her such a question. “I don’t know you.” She tried her best to focus on picking up her chopsticks with shaking fingers and not on the man in front