Go figure, it had been three minutes since the last time he checked. He was running out of things to stock and straighten at the front of the store so he could keep his eye on the window. Once Craft Time opened, he’d lose all hopes of scoping out the front for a grouchy abrupt man with a wicked talent at cooking and kissing.The corners of Xander’s mouth curled up as he remembered that all-encompassing kiss the two of them shared next to the Dumpster. That thought made him laugh. Shawna would swear that only he could romance someone next to a pile of garbage. That was if he ever told Shawna about Dermot and their impromptu make-out session.He wasn’t sure why he hadn’t told Shawna. The two of them never kept secrets from each other. She knew about his first almost-time with high school lab partner, Jenna, and how the next day she introduced him to her older—and much more experienced—brother, James, who turned out to be his real first time. On a regular basis he heard all about her less than stellar history with the wrong group of guys and why she was in no hurry to find a Mr.
