Chapter 14

Salvatore.

Salvatore would be content to sit on this beach with Alexa all afternoon if his stomach would stop its growling.

She leaned over to him and smiled. “What’s for dinner?”

“Well, I gave Gloria the rest of the day off, so I was thinking we could whip something up together.”

A spark lit in Alexa’s eyes, and he felt compelled to lean toward her.

“That’s a great idea! I’d love to cook with you.”

Before he had time to gather his wits after his daydream, she was on her feet and grabbing his arm.

“Okay, but remember, you’re the expert, and I’m just here for assistance.”

“I’ll take it.” She shuffled up the stairs and onto the porch. Dusk was in full swing, but her golden hair was shining in the dim evening light.

Salvatore leaned back against the kitchen counter as she familiarized herself with the space. Occasionally, he would point out a cabinet or drawer where she could find what she was looking for, but she’d made herself at home, and he was content to watch her.

“Here,”