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on yer own. Ye call me, and I’ll be over in a matter of minutes.”
    “I promise.”
    ***
    After seeing Conall off, Maggie decided to recheck her systems to try to figure out what set off the alarms and why her cameras shorted. It didn’t make sense that a power surge would knock them out when she had two back-up power supplies. Something else must have happened, but what? She started up some scans of the system, and while those were running, got herself a Guinness with a shot of black currant syrup.
    There was a knock at the door, and she half hoped Conall had come back to keep her company, despite the fact that she’d been the one to send him away. Of course she couldn’t possibly be that lucky. She let out a sigh when she pulled up the view of the security camera and found Andrew at her door. It’d be easy enough to ignore him since the windows were tinted and he couldn’t see in, except for the small fact that he’d seen her go in and would know she was ignoring him.
    Damn. She opened the door and managed a smile. “Hey.”
    “Saw Conall leave and wanted to make sure you were all set with the alarm. Anything I can do to help?” He shifted his weight and looked up at her while she stood on the steps of the bus, his brown eyes nearly black in the dim of dusk.
    Maggie shrugged. “I’m not quite sure what happened. Probably a power surge that managed to short out the entire system. It’s unusual but not completely out of the question, I suppose.”
    “You’ve got my number if you need it, right?” Indeed, she had numbers to almost everyone working the job. He gave her a crooked smile. “And don’t worry-I won’t ask you out again for a drink. I get that you’re not interested.”
    “Andrew…” She felt guilty.
    He looked down at his feet before glancing up at her out of the corner of his eye. “You’re with Conall, right? I get it. Not like I haven’t had girls turn me down before-though they’re not usually as pretty as you.”
    More guilt. “Look…I don’t know what to tell ye. I don’t want things to be awkward when we’re stuck working together for the next few months. And yes-I’m with Conall.”
    “I know-and I promise not to be a pain again. It’s just that I’ve sort of been on my own up here. My boss doesn’t say much, and the crew we’ve hired is fairly local, so they head home. Really…I didn’t mean to go bugging you, and I can’t apologize enough for grabbing your arm. I’m mortified.” With his eyes on the ground, he shook his head, his shoulders slumped. “I’ve just been lonely.”
    All she wanted was for him to go, yet she now found herself feeling sorry for the guy. She let out a weary sigh, hoping she wouldn’t regret being friendly. “I just poured myself a pint. Could scavenge another glass if ye’re interested-though it’s nothing more than just a drink between colleagues.”
    His smile widened, his eyebrows flicking up for a second. “Never been one to turn down a drink-especially when it’s between colleagues.”
    Stepping to the side to let him pass, his body brushed against hers in the confines of the tight space. She locked the door and secured the systems before following Andrew into the main galley. “I’ve got Guinness, Boddington’s, hard cider, and Jameson.”
    “Boddington’s, if you don’t mind.” He looked around and let out a whistle. “Bloody hell, this is a lot of equipment.”
    “Yeah. Goes with the job.” She reached over and flicked off the monitors before grabbing him his beer. “Here ye go.”
    “It’s a pretty nice setup, though. Better than some of the places I’ve been forced to sleep in when on a job.” He leaned against the bank of seats, his long legs crossed out in front of him. “Iain’s been nice enough to set us up in one of the cottages not far from here. Share the space with a few of the other guys on the nights they stick around-which has its moments.”
    She had to laugh. She knew exactly what it was