“And besides, they’ve not been washed. Gross!”
“Oooh. So that’s the deal. You’re worried the guys will heckle me.”
He raised his brows. “Not this time?” He bent toward her ear and whispered. “I like the sound of that.”
Heat flooded her face and she ducked her head. She hadn’t meant to insinuate there’d be another. He chuckled and hugged her against his side before they stepped up to the counter. By this time the noise level had raised some with fewer eyes burning a path their way. Jeremy gave the order and let go of her to pull money out of his wallet.
“And what’s wrong with comfortable?”