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doesn’t need the rest.”
“Sounds like…”
“What?”
“Never mind, Shane.”
“What were you going to say, smartass?”
Doug softened a bit, making Shane perk up. “Just that it sounds like you two are quite the match.”
“I’ll keep you posted,” Shane said and ended the call.
“Did you not like the cinnamon roll, Shane? If it’s too sweet, I can bring you anything else you might like?” Diann a asked quietly.
He peeked up at her China doll features. She was so quiet, shy and sweet, it was hard to think of her running the bed and breakfast almost single-handedly . “No, no, it’s delicious. I just got caught up longer on the call than I’d intended.” She smiled and turned, but he reached out. “Dianna, do you have just a quick minute?”
“Of course.” She pulled the chair out across from him and waited silently.
“I would never do this in a million years, but I’m not from here.”
Her smile fell away as if she knew his question already. He tipped his head. “I can’t Shane. It’s Gabby, right? You want to know more about her?” Dianna softly shook her head. “I can’t, I’m so sorry. She’s a very sweet girl, but things weren’t always easy. I know you’re here to see her from New York, something I’ve kept to myself. But I have to just say, be kind to her, and if you want to get to know her…ask her. Her story isn’t mine to tell.” Dianna patted his hand and stood. “I’m glad you’re enjoying the inn, Shane. Everyone deserves to be happy.”
She was his age, no older by any means, but Diann a seemed to have a soul that had seen everything. With a soft smile she was gone, filling the next cup of steaming hot coffee in her quiet manner. Pulling his eyes away, he sipped the steaming black coffee while contemplating the last two conversations he’d had. Like the squirrels still running circles, the words circled back as well, in two very different ways, they both said the same thing.
Chapter Eight
The small , gold bells chimed. Gabby barely acknowledged the noise announcing a customer, and when she did, her shoulders fell. What was he doing here…again? He’d been following her like a shadow she couldn’t rid herself of. Each time she caught a glimpse of him, her nerves went on high alert. This wasn’t her. She didn’t know what to do or how to act around him, and she absolutely abhorred feeling so out of control of her feelings.
“Good morning, darling.”
Rolling her eyes, she tried to hide the shiver his voice sent down her spine. “What do you want now, Shane?”
His height let him easily lean over her precious oak counter top, peering to the screen on her laptop, her fingers stilled on the keys, the sentence left hanging unfinished. His boyish grin widened as he read what was visible.
“That.”
“That what?”
“That, what you’re working on. It’s what has brought me here, and you know it.”
“No, I mean here, here. Like as in the store—again. You’ve come every damn day, and you just hang around like a nuisance. People are starting to whisper, Shane. When are you leaving?”
“Leaving?”
“Yes…leaving. You know, as in—going home. I’m sure you have one. One that isn’t…you know—here.”
“I already told you, Gabrielle, I’ll leave when you agree to come with me.”
Her heart heard what he said one way and pounded. Her brain heard what he said the way he meant it, and the thought of his proposal scared the hell out of her as much as it excited it her. Being able to shove her fame and status down the throats of the very bitches who continued to treat her worse than scum beneath their shoes was a dream come true. Gabby couldn’t do it.
The bells chimed again and the reason why walked through the door. “Fuck. Shane, go sit somewhere and keep your damn mouth shut ,” she whispered through gritted teeth as her father approached.
“Hey, how’s my favorite girl?”
“Dad.”
“Busy today?”
“Yep,”
“Sounds like…”
“What?”
“Never mind, Shane.”
“What were you going to say, smartass?”
Doug softened a bit, making Shane perk up. “Just that it sounds like you two are quite the match.”
“I’ll keep you posted,” Shane said and ended the call.
“Did you not like the cinnamon roll, Shane? If it’s too sweet, I can bring you anything else you might like?” Diann a asked quietly.
He peeked up at her China doll features. She was so quiet, shy and sweet, it was hard to think of her running the bed and breakfast almost single-handedly . “No, no, it’s delicious. I just got caught up longer on the call than I’d intended.” She smiled and turned, but he reached out. “Dianna, do you have just a quick minute?”
“Of course.” She pulled the chair out across from him and waited silently.
“I would never do this in a million years, but I’m not from here.”
Her smile fell away as if she knew his question already. He tipped his head. “I can’t Shane. It’s Gabby, right? You want to know more about her?” Dianna softly shook her head. “I can’t, I’m so sorry. She’s a very sweet girl, but things weren’t always easy. I know you’re here to see her from New York, something I’ve kept to myself. But I have to just say, be kind to her, and if you want to get to know her…ask her. Her story isn’t mine to tell.” Dianna patted his hand and stood. “I’m glad you’re enjoying the inn, Shane. Everyone deserves to be happy.”
She was his age, no older by any means, but Diann a seemed to have a soul that had seen everything. With a soft smile she was gone, filling the next cup of steaming hot coffee in her quiet manner. Pulling his eyes away, he sipped the steaming black coffee while contemplating the last two conversations he’d had. Like the squirrels still running circles, the words circled back as well, in two very different ways, they both said the same thing.
Chapter Eight
The small , gold bells chimed. Gabby barely acknowledged the noise announcing a customer, and when she did, her shoulders fell. What was he doing here…again? He’d been following her like a shadow she couldn’t rid herself of. Each time she caught a glimpse of him, her nerves went on high alert. This wasn’t her. She didn’t know what to do or how to act around him, and she absolutely abhorred feeling so out of control of her feelings.
“Good morning, darling.”
Rolling her eyes, she tried to hide the shiver his voice sent down her spine. “What do you want now, Shane?”
His height let him easily lean over her precious oak counter top, peering to the screen on her laptop, her fingers stilled on the keys, the sentence left hanging unfinished. His boyish grin widened as he read what was visible.
“That.”
“That what?”
“That, what you’re working on. It’s what has brought me here, and you know it.”
“No, I mean here, here. Like as in the store—again. You’ve come every damn day, and you just hang around like a nuisance. People are starting to whisper, Shane. When are you leaving?”
“Leaving?”
“Yes…leaving. You know, as in—going home. I’m sure you have one. One that isn’t…you know—here.”
“I already told you, Gabrielle, I’ll leave when you agree to come with me.”
Her heart heard what he said one way and pounded. Her brain heard what he said the way he meant it, and the thought of his proposal scared the hell out of her as much as it excited it her. Being able to shove her fame and status down the throats of the very bitches who continued to treat her worse than scum beneath their shoes was a dream come true. Gabby couldn’t do it.
The bells chimed again and the reason why walked through the door. “Fuck. Shane, go sit somewhere and keep your damn mouth shut ,” she whispered through gritted teeth as her father approached.
“Hey, how’s my favorite girl?”
“Dad.”
“Busy today?”
“Yep,”
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