mistake. That she still loves me.â Ryan hoped Kate wouldnât suck his friend in again; she was bad news. âWhat do you want?â Jacob sat back with one leg propped up and tugged on the hem of his jeans. âI donât know. I still love her.â Ryan rubbed his chin. âHave you thought about counseling?â âMaybe. What do you think?â He couldnât ignore the hope in his friendâs eyes. âI think you should follow your heart.â Jacob nodded. âEnough about me. Who has your attention in this town besides all the rats, birds, and lizards?â Ryan smiled. âHer name is Maisie Scott. Sheâs amazing, and Iâm hoping she feels the same way about me.â He laughed. âWomen always feel that way about you.â âYeah, but sheâs different.â ⢠⢠⢠âWhatâs wrong with you today?â Lola asked, eyeing Maisie from across the dinerâs counter. âFrom the way you and Ryan were looking at each other yesterday, I thought youâd be in a great mood today.â Maisie sighed and filled the coffeemaker. âI donât want to talk about it.â She glanced at the clock. Ten more minutes and Ryan would be walking through those doors for his apple pie. She popped a bubble. âWell snap out of it, will you?â Maisie drew her eyebrows together and turned to look at Lola. Lola shook her head. âIâm sorry. Itâs just that ever since Ryan started coming in the diner, youâve acted alive. I donât want you to regress.â âYou donât understand.â Maisie walked away to fill her last order of the night. As she was carrying the tray of food back to the table, she realized Ryan hadnât come in. If she was avoiding him, why did the thought of not seeing him have her in knots? ⢠⢠⢠After she cleaned Bootsâs cage and fed him a peanut, Maisie decided to take a hot shower. Ryan hadnât shown up at the diner. Had she successfully pushed him away? Sadness filled her heart as steam filled up the bathroom. She leaned against the tile wall of the shower with her head hanging down and watched the suds go down the drain. âMaisie!â her sister called from the other side of the door. It wasnât like her sister to come down here at night, especially when she was in the shower. She reached down and shut off the water. âYeah?â âRyanâs upstairs in my living room.â Maisieâs mouth dropped open. âUh, Iâll be up as soon as Iâm dressed.â âOkay!â Oh my goodness, heâs here! Probably to give me the bunny. Or to see me! Maisie dried off as fast as she could and threw on a pair of shorts and T-shirt. She looked in the mirror at her wet hair. No time to dry it. She pulled it into a ponytail and swiped on some lip gloss and eyeliner. In a hurry, she skipped the powder she usually brushed over her freckles to lighten them. After a deep breath, she walked up the stairs to find Ryan sitting on the sofa with her sister and Sam. âFeeling better?â Ryan asked looking up at her with a sheepish smile. She had almost forgotten sheâd told him she was sick yesterday. âMmm-hmm.â âGood.â He stood up and pointed to a cage about four times the size of her hamsterâs. âI brought your rabbit over and supplies youâll need to start out. Would you like me to carry it downstairs for you?â Ryan looked amazing in his red polo shirt and blue jeans. His blond hair curled over his ears, making him look adorable. He was so masculine yet had that boyish charm. Maisie realized she was staring when her sister cleared her throat to make a point. âSure, thatâd be great.â Maisie followed him down to her apartment. âWhere do you want to keep him?â Ryan asked looking around with the cage in his arms. âHow about on the