Chapter 46

Megan’s POV

"Chris?" I blurted out in shock as the scruffy, handsome man straightened up from helping gather the scattered pet supplies. "Hey there, Megan."

His greeting came out low and rumbly as those striking hazel eyes regarded me with an inscrutable gleam.

I couldn't help gaping at how attractive he looked in that fitted thermal and stylishly tousled hair.

"Wh-what are you doing here?" I stammered out, then immediately wanted to kick myself.

Of course, a writer like Chris frequented bookstores!

Rather than point out my ridiculous question, he simply arched one eyebrow higher in amusement. "I could ask you the same thing. Somehow I didn't peg you as the type to haunt literature dens, Megan Williams."

My face warmed as I quickly bent to scoop up the paperback that had fallen amongst the pet items. "This? No, you've got it wrong! It's just an errand to grab this for Lilly before they sold out."

I clutched the book wi