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Mia shook her head, trying not to laugh. ‘I should warn you, I’ve been told how to deal with you.’
‘Oh really.’ He leaned against the ladder. ‘And how’s that?’
‘Apparently Ophelia has demons for people who misbehave.’
‘Not sure I believe that. Pretty sure she’d have set them on me by now if it was true!’
‘Katie said I should smack you if you get out of line.’
‘How out of line would I be if I suggested that I might enjoy that?’
‘What am I supposed to do with you?’ Mia shook her head again.
‘I could answer that’ – he lifted the ladder, then leaned down to whisper close to her ear – ‘but then you really would have to smack me.’ He waggled his eyebrows, making her laugh before he walked away, ladder tucked casually under his arm.
Mia followed, still shaking her head at his silliness.
He put the ladder away then turned to look at her again, this time more serious. ‘Mia, you do know I’m only teasing, right? That if I thought it bothered you for a moment – or you said a single word to suggest it did – I’d lay off immediately.’
‘Yeah, I do. But it’s harmless fun.’
‘Exactly. You smile when I flirt. And your smile is gorgeous – no teasing there.’
‘Thank you.’
‘But I mean it about not wanting to offend you.’
‘I know.’
‘And not just because you’re my new favourite taste-tester.’
‘Oh, am I?’
‘Definitely. You were spot on with the dark chocolate suggestion. With a couple more tweaks, I think they might cross the line from decadent to dangerous.’
‘Sounds good.’
‘I was thinking of seeing if Cheryl will sell some in Sugar Rush.’
‘I think that’s a great idea!’
‘And the morning sickness biscuits – although we’re calling them Mother’s Comfort Cookies – are going well too. Apparently, a local healthcare visitor has been recommending them…’
‘They’re a good product, Aiden. Of course I’ll recommend them.’
‘Thank you. It helps.’
‘My patients as well as your sales. But you’re welcome.’
‘So, apart from making you smile a few times’ – as soon as he said it, Mia couldn’t help another grin – ‘what can I do for you today?’
‘Tea and biscuits please.’
‘Am I putting the kettle on?’
‘Afraid not. Patient pick-up.’ She gave the name.
‘Can’t blame me for being a little disappointed.’ He shrugged. ‘Give me a min to get it.’