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out to be like Darryl.”
    “I know not all men are like him .” I refused to say his name. “We should call a truce and not bring up Amber or Hu—Captain McAllister.”
    We talked for another hour. I felt bad for Amber, and I knew that Reed really did love her, but I also knew that I’d pushed enough for one day. He needed time.
    Reed walked me outside, and I was glad because chill bumps had popped over my arms. Glancing around, I saw only a few kids playing in the cul-de-sac, a man mowing his yard, and a woman on her way to check the mail. There was no sign of Scott. He didn’t even know where Reed lived. Still, as I drove away I had the strangest feeling that someone was watching me.
     
     
     
    I ignored my unease, thinking I was overreacting. Glancing in the rearview mirror, I relaxed. My imagination was working overtime.  I looked nervously over my shoulder as I got out of my car and hurried up the stairs to my apartment. Once inside I let out a deep breath.
    Hunter had called me earlier asking where I wanted to go tonight. I’d told him it didn’t matter, and that was the truth. As long as I got to spend time with him, we could go anywhere and I’d be happy.
    He’d said that he’d take me wherever I wanted to go or we could come back to his place and he would cook for me again. I didn’t care what he intended to make, but I wanted to go back to his house. So we were dining in.
    I showered and blow-dried my long dark hair. While I was putting on a little make-up, I tried to decide what I should wear. After changing five times, I settled on a black knit dress and sandals. Beneath it I wore a black two-piece bathing suit that looked like a one piece. Hunter had said to bring my swimsuit if I wanted to get in the pool, but the thought of being that close to him wearing so little wired my nerves enough to make me realize I’d be in danger of making a fool of myself—again.
    A half an hour before he was supposed to pick me up, I started getting anxious. What if he forgot? I thought about texting or calling him, but that seemed a little too desperate. Instead, I turned on the TV and flipped the channels while I waited to see if Hunter would remember our date.
    At six o’clock someone knocked on my door. Jumping up, I turned off the TV and grabbed my bag. My heart was racing with excitement, and I forced myself to pause, take a deep breath and pretend that I wasn’t as ecstatic about going out with him as I was.
    Pulling open the door, my heart thumped madly when my eyes crashed over Hunter, and I savored the sight of him like a fine wine. He was dressed in slacks, a crisp white dress shirt with tie and a holster strapped to his shoulder. His shiny badge was pinned to his belt.
    I lifted my gaze and met his intense blue eyes.
    “You look surprised to see me. Did you forget I was coming over?”
    Was he serious? His brow furrowed at my hesitation, and I was totally amazed. Maybe I wasn’t as obvious about my interest in him as I’d thought. “I didn’t forget. You just look different dressed up.”
    “I got tied up at the station and didn’t want to be late so I came straight here.”
    My heart warmed at his consideration. My brain scolded me for being thrilled that a man picked me up on time. Really, I should expect more from the guys I date but it was less disappointing to have low expectations.
    “If you’re not ready, I don’t mind waiting.”
    “No, I’m ready.” I said this too quickly and stepped out of my apartment with my bag already on my shoulder. If he noticed my eagerness, he didn’t comment on it.
    When we got to Hunter’s expensive SUV, he walked with me to the passenger side and I shot him a look of confusion. “Aren’t you going to drive?”
    He cast his eyes down at me and frowned. When he opened my door for me, I felt ten shades of foolish. I’m sure my face was flaming, but he didn’t comment on my blunder.
    I slid inside the soft leather seats that molded to my back and