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imagine that he was actually interested in any of this, but his eyes only left her to glance at his food. They never strayed to even the curviest of the waitresses, and he seemed completely intent on Jessie, as well as genuinely listening to what she said. It was nice.
    So, hoping she wasn’t boring him to tears, she answered his question.
    â€œBraden and Bethany are in preschool this year—I found one that really focuses on preparation for kindergarten and it runs four mornings a week. So the twins will be gone a lot. Adam is starting preschool this year, but his will be more playtime and it’s only two afternoons. But my folks have promised to stay as long as I need them and they can get everybody where they have to be while I work, and babysit when the kids are home.”
    Despite Flint’s interest—or at least the appearance of it—Jessie felt as if she’d talked too much about herself, so she said, “What about you? Have you alwaysdone what you’re doing now—selling Western arts and crafts?”
    He laughed. “Not by a long shot,” he said before going on to regale her with tales of other sales jobs as well as a laundry list of different things he’d tried his hand at, beginning with lawn mowing jobs when he was ten.
    â€œWow, you really are a jack-of-all-trades,” Jessie marveled.
    â€œMy résumé says I’m diverse,” he joked. “But I’ve been doing what I’m doing now for the last eight years and I’m sticking with it.”
    They’d finished eating by the time he’d completed the list of his various occupations and Jessie wasn’t sure if it was the relaxed atmosphere they were in or Flint’s winning charm that had somehow put her at ease. But the jitters she’d been in the grip of earlier were gone and she realized she was actually enjoying herself. Enjoying talking and listening to him.
    But their meal was over and she expected him to suggest they put phase two into play—ending the evening early to make it more convincing that they hadn’t clicked.
    Instead, the band that provided the live music promised on the sign outside took the stage at the other end of the place, gave a rebel-rousing yell and announced that it was time for some line dancing. With a glimmer in his eye, Flint raised a challenging brow at her. “What do you say?”
    Jessie loved to dance and hadn’t done it in longer than she could remember.
    â€œReally?” she asked.
    â€œI don’t know why not.”
    Jessie knew there must be some reasons why not, but at that moment she couldn’t think of any. She also couldn’t keep from smiling and taking him up on the dance—which was only a line dance, she told herself. Line dancing was innocent enough—it wasn’t as if she’d be in Flint’s arms or anything.
    So with Flint helping her ease her chair away from their table, she stood and together they went with many of the other customers to the wooden dance floor.
    To aid her recollection, Jessie kept a close eye on every move Flint made beside her, following his lead until she no longer needed to. Or maybe a little longer than she needed to just so she could keep glancing over at him because watching him dance was something to see.
    He had a kind of loose-limbed cowboy grace and a casual confidence that echoed in every step, every gesture. He was light on his big, booted feet. Those long legs of his were flexible and powerful at once. His broad shoulders dipped with such a sexy sway that it made Jessie’s mouth go dry. And when he hooked his thumbs into his front pockets and drew her eyes to his hips… It wasn’t the dancing that took her breath away.
    It didn’t end up being an early evening after all. Before Jessie knew so much time had passed, it was last call and the place was closing. And even then Flint persuaded her to stay for the final dance before they left with