Mac did not have time for a run-in in the grocery store. Especially with the random woman who’d plagued his thoughts for a week.

He was shocked to see her there, but even more astonished when her eyes lit up like she was happy to see him.

“I’m sorry,” he finally said. “Go ahead.”

She shook her hair, brown waves cascading over her shoulders. God, she was beautiful. He wanted to run his hands through her silky tresses, but he knew that would probably earn him a trip to the police station instead of one to her bedroom.

Jeez, Mac had to get ahold of himself. He was lusting after a perfect stranger, someone he’d never actually met and had no right to be checking out.

She nodded gratefully at him as she stepped in front of his cart, pushing her full one ahead of his that only held a handful of items. Again, his niceness got the better of him, but he owed her. When she was in the store he was borderline rude.

It might not be much but it was all he could offer her. All he was willing to offer her.

“Would you be interested in dinner sometime?” She asked, dragging his thoughts to her.

Except he had no idea how to answer her question.