“Ty, I didn’t expect to see you here. That’s twice today.
I’d almost think you had it planned.” Her steps faltered
when she realized just where he was standing—in front of
the condom section. She flapped a hand in front of her
face, a futile attempt to calm her racing pulse and pink
cheeks.
He eyed her embarrassment for an amused moment before
leaning over and deliberately picking up a box of extra
large—in his dreams—glow in the dark—really?—
contraceptives. “Funny, that’s what I was going to say.”
He dropped the box into the half-full basket he carried
in one hand. “After all, sugar, I was here first.”
Her gaze helplessly followed the carton of Trojans. They
landed on top of three cans of kitten food, various
colorful toys, and some litter. Katy reached into the
basket and plucked out a toy mouse. “Unless you’re into
some kinky activities, Garrett, your cover is blown.” She
pointed toward the shelves behind him filled with pet
supplies.
He shrugged. “You’re the one who leapt to conclusions.”
She didn’t think he was talking about the condoms.