Christie Ridgway Quote

Her eyes rounded. They don’t open until eleven.Unless you’re me, and you strike up a conversation with the prep cook who starts work at seven.Ah.Get your mind out of the gutter, he said, uncurling his forefinger from around his own cup to point it at her. His name is George and he has a wife and three kids.My mind’s not in the gutter! Well, not since she woke from a twenty-minute midnight doze during which she’d imagined herself stretched out on her bed, Gage standing at its foot, slowing stripping off his clothes. He grinned at her, then reached into his front pocket to pull free a slim camera. Still juggling his coffee, he managed to bring the viewfinder to his eye and snap a shot. I’ll call it ‘Guilty as Charged.’ That’s an invasion of privacy, she said, frowning at him.I think that blush indicates that you’ve been mentally invading mine.Gage!