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“He moved away?”
“Yep,” Dan confirmed. “As soon as he graduated, he joined the military.”
Oh, jeeze, the thought of him in a military uniform would have brought her to her knees if she wasn’t already sitting down. It didn’t even matter if he was married at the time. She was definitely twisted. “But it’s a small town and I’ve never seen him until yesterday morning.”
The suspicion in Dan’s eyes grew as he narrowed his gaze at her. “It’s not like a grown man with his responsibilities is going to hang out with a bunch of kids.”
“He’s only a few years older than me,” she protested automatically, trying to rack her brain for any glimpse she might have had of him in the past and coming up blank. It was a small town and he was a cop; how in the world had she missed him the last time she was here? “I’ve met the rest of your family, at least briefly. Why not him?”
The suspicion in his eyes that were close to Harrison’s but weren’t grew as he asked, “Why are you asking about Harry?”
“No reason,” she said, thinking it was strange how life worked out. Would she have met him had she visited in the previous three years? Would she have been able to handle the absurd attraction that was overwhelming her even now? “Just curious about my neighbor.”
“I think Asher might have something to say about your strange fixation on my brother.”
“That’s absurd,” Ana scoffed, momentarily wondering about Asher. Her heart had been bruised when he had ended things with her but mostly it was her pride that had been stung. Now when she thought about him, it was with annoyance because he wasn’t Harrison. She didn’t think her heart would survive a break up with Harrison. Assuming she and Harrison got together. “We’re not together and haven’t been for several years. Besides, it was never that serious.”
Dan snorted, “You have no idea.”
“Whatever,” Ana murmured, trying not to ask about Harrison but unable to keep her curiosity in check. “So, is Harrison seeing anyone?”
“I thought you said you weren’t interested.”
“I never said that,” she replied. Trying to play it off, she half-heartedly added, “But I’m not. Interested, that is.”
“Right. So if I give you all of the dirt on Harry, you’ll go out with me sometime?” Dan asked wryly, acting bolder than a nineteen year old boy should act. She wondered if Harrison had been just as cocky at nineteen, before he had an ex-wife, a kid, and a mortgage. “Since you and Asher aren’t together and you’re not interested in my brother.”
“No,” she answered quickly, not quite meeting his eyes.
He snorted, “That’s what I thought.”
Forcing her gaze upwards, she offered a slight smile to ease the sting of her next words. “It’s nothing personal but you’re nineteen.”
“So?” he asked, more out of curiosity than anger.
“I’m nearly twenty-three,” she said softly, glancing around the restaurant in the absurd need to see if Harrison was around to hear her confession. Of course he wasn’t. He was tucked up nice and warm in his bed so he could work that night. She wondered if he was on duty tonight and if it was worth speeding through town in the hopes of getting caught.
Oh, dear Lord she was a fool! He might not even be the police officer who puller her over. Plus, if he was the police officer, he’d see her license and her thin layer of self-preservation would vanish.
Dan cocked his head to the side, a slight frown on his face, “I could have sworn you were my age.”
Jeeze, how old did he think she was and didn’t he realize that Asher wouldn’t have gone out with her had she been sixteen three years ago? “Why?”
“I don’t know,” he answered honestly, going back to wiping the spotless bar. “I guess it’s because you didn’t drink with Asher and the others.”
“You weren’t old enough to know that.”
He smiled at her, “I paid attention. Whenever the
“Yep,” Dan confirmed. “As soon as he graduated, he joined the military.”
Oh, jeeze, the thought of him in a military uniform would have brought her to her knees if she wasn’t already sitting down. It didn’t even matter if he was married at the time. She was definitely twisted. “But it’s a small town and I’ve never seen him until yesterday morning.”
The suspicion in Dan’s eyes grew as he narrowed his gaze at her. “It’s not like a grown man with his responsibilities is going to hang out with a bunch of kids.”
“He’s only a few years older than me,” she protested automatically, trying to rack her brain for any glimpse she might have had of him in the past and coming up blank. It was a small town and he was a cop; how in the world had she missed him the last time she was here? “I’ve met the rest of your family, at least briefly. Why not him?”
The suspicion in his eyes that were close to Harrison’s but weren’t grew as he asked, “Why are you asking about Harry?”
“No reason,” she said, thinking it was strange how life worked out. Would she have met him had she visited in the previous three years? Would she have been able to handle the absurd attraction that was overwhelming her even now? “Just curious about my neighbor.”
“I think Asher might have something to say about your strange fixation on my brother.”
“That’s absurd,” Ana scoffed, momentarily wondering about Asher. Her heart had been bruised when he had ended things with her but mostly it was her pride that had been stung. Now when she thought about him, it was with annoyance because he wasn’t Harrison. She didn’t think her heart would survive a break up with Harrison. Assuming she and Harrison got together. “We’re not together and haven’t been for several years. Besides, it was never that serious.”
Dan snorted, “You have no idea.”
“Whatever,” Ana murmured, trying not to ask about Harrison but unable to keep her curiosity in check. “So, is Harrison seeing anyone?”
“I thought you said you weren’t interested.”
“I never said that,” she replied. Trying to play it off, she half-heartedly added, “But I’m not. Interested, that is.”
“Right. So if I give you all of the dirt on Harry, you’ll go out with me sometime?” Dan asked wryly, acting bolder than a nineteen year old boy should act. She wondered if Harrison had been just as cocky at nineteen, before he had an ex-wife, a kid, and a mortgage. “Since you and Asher aren’t together and you’re not interested in my brother.”
“No,” she answered quickly, not quite meeting his eyes.
He snorted, “That’s what I thought.”
Forcing her gaze upwards, she offered a slight smile to ease the sting of her next words. “It’s nothing personal but you’re nineteen.”
“So?” he asked, more out of curiosity than anger.
“I’m nearly twenty-three,” she said softly, glancing around the restaurant in the absurd need to see if Harrison was around to hear her confession. Of course he wasn’t. He was tucked up nice and warm in his bed so he could work that night. She wondered if he was on duty tonight and if it was worth speeding through town in the hopes of getting caught.
Oh, dear Lord she was a fool! He might not even be the police officer who puller her over. Plus, if he was the police officer, he’d see her license and her thin layer of self-preservation would vanish.
Dan cocked his head to the side, a slight frown on his face, “I could have sworn you were my age.”
Jeeze, how old did he think she was and didn’t he realize that Asher wouldn’t have gone out with her had she been sixteen three years ago? “Why?”
“I don’t know,” he answered honestly, going back to wiping the spotless bar. “I guess it’s because you didn’t drink with Asher and the others.”
“You weren’t old enough to know that.”
He smiled at her, “I paid attention. Whenever the
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