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Hannah requested.
    â€œEverybody hated me?” Hannah pouted as Millie came back through the swinging, double doors of the diner’s kitchen. “I thought everybody hated Geena because she was the first one to get boobs.” Hannah reached for the gravy and spooned it over her potatoes.
    Millie nodded. “Well, yeah. We hated her first. And then we hated you next because you ate anything that didn’t bite you first and never gained any weight.” Millie slid back into the creaking seat of the booth and began filling her own plate. “Now like I said, don’t you think you should at least go see the place before you decide to sell it? I mean, my gawd, Hannah! It’s freakin’ Scotland!”
    â€œExactly, Millie.” Hannah nodded as she slathered a dollop of butter across a steaming buttermilk biscuit. “Jasper Mills is my home. My roots are right here.” Hannah waved her dripping knife in the air, and then she pointed it at Millie’s face. “I told you what happened on the bridge in the park. Were you not listening to a word I said?”
    Millie stared off into space, flourishing her empty fork back and forth with a slow, purposeful rhythm. “Oh, I listened.” With a deep sigh, she fell back against the cushioned back of the booth. “I also imagined what it must’ve felt like to be wrapped up in those arms and crushed against that muscled chest. I mean damn, Hannah.”
    Hannah rolled her eyes as she licked the melted butter dripping down her thumb. “Oh, Millie, give me a break.”
    â€œWhat? Come on, Hannah! Okay, we won’t talk about his fantastic body or that luscious, raven-black hair, but you can’t tell me you didn’t at least notice his eyes. I mean, come on! I know you’ve sworn off men, but you’ve still got to have some hormones somewhere in that skinny-ass body of yours. Vibrators can’t take care of everything.” Millie nudged Hannah with her foot as she tossed another biscuit onto her plate. “I’ve never seen such an icy set of baby blues in my life. He’s like a wolf. And the way he moves, like he’s in constant predatory mode. He looks like a pirate, or maybe a vampire, or both. Wouldn’t that be sexy? A vampire pirate who could make you immortal with one luscious bite and hold you captive at sea.”
    Hannah shook her head as she nibbled the strawberry preserves off the top of her biscuit and then reloaded it with blackberry jam. “I think you’ve been reading too many romance novels.”
    Millie tapped on Hannah’s plate with the tip of her knife as she nodded toward all the food on the table. “Then why are you gorging yourself like there’s no tomorrow? The last time you ate this amount of food was when you decided you were going to finally cave in and let Jake pop your cherry.”
    Hannah stopped chewing. All of a sudden, the food in her mouth tasted like sawdust and swelled so large she wished she could spit it on the floor. She swallowed hard as she edged the biscuit back on the side of her plate and pushed it to the center of the table.
    â€œHannah, I am so sorry. I didn’t mean anything by it. I wasn’t ... I just didn’t think. I shouldn’t have said that.” Millie raised a trembling hand to her mouth; her eyes widened as she fidgeted along the bench.
    â€œNo. It’s okay,” Hannah said with a shake of her head. “I just suddenly realized I wasn’t that hungry anymore.” She slid her napkin between her fingers and wiped her mouth as she pushed away from the table. The sad thing was Millie was right. She knew she always ate whenever she was upset, but she hadn’t gorged herself this much since the very time Millie had mentioned. So what was her psyche trying to tell her?
    â€œBut seriously, Hannah, don’t you think you really need to see the land before you sell it? What if you get rid of it