บท 162: Chapter 162: Cornered With Crew

I was about to take it personally, deeply hurt in that instant of his crankiness, just as he cast his blue-eyed gaze over the set with a twist to his wide mouth.

"Hollywood," he grumbled. "I thought I left this crap behind in California."

I swallowed my moment of agony with the kind of surprised zing that made me blush. Okay, and maybe it was the scent of him hovering there, coffee and chocolatey caramelish deliciousness that reminded me my last relationship was about a year and a half ago. A relationship that ended badly with me swearing off men forever and ever that lasted until I saw Crew for the first time when I returned home to Reading and found he'd taken Dad's place as sheriff. Not to mention the fabric softener he used on his clothes mingling with the natural scent of him that invaded my personal space and made me tingle in very private places.