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address.”
    “You have?” Cale asked, his surprise distracting him from the irritation Bricker’s words had stirred in him.
    Marguerite nodded, continuing to tug Bricker acrossthe kitchen toward the back door. “Check your phone. I texted it to you.”
    Recalling her fiddling with her phone earlier, Cale dragged his own out of his pocket and quickly checked his text messages. Sure enough, there was one from Marguerite with a street address on it. Cale grinned to himself and then hurried after the trio.
    “Thank you, Marguerite,” he murmured, pausing to press a kiss to her cheek before opening the back door for the three of them. Leigh smiled at him wearily as she led the other two out, then Cale glanced to Bev. Reading the anxiety in her mind about locking up and making her way to her car in the dark parking lot alone, Cale held the door for her, and murmured, “I’ll wait and walk you to your car before I go.”
    “Thank you,” she said with obvious relief. She quickly locked the door, and then nearly jogged to a small Toyota parked by the Dumpster. “Is your car far? Would you like a ride? It’s cold out tonight.”
    Cale smiled faintly, but shook his head. “My car isn’t far. I’m fine. Have a good night.”
    “Good night.” She pulled the car door closed, starting the engine as he turned away.
    Cale immediately headed around the side of the restaurant. Marguerite, Leigh, and Bricker were already turning out of sight at the front of the building, en route to whatever vehicle the women had arrived in. Cale followed just as swiftly, eager to get to the restaurant and see Alex again. He’d help her with whatever problem it was she’d run into and get a chance to woo her a bit. Well, he would help so long as it wasn’t cooking, Calethought wryly. While he’d learned a thing or two from watching Leigh tonight, Cale didn’t think he’d ever be offering himself up as a chef again … or allow anyone else to either.
    Grimacing to himself, he hurried to his car and got in, his key in the ignition almost before he even had the door closed. Immortals could better bear more extremes of temperature, but it was damned cold out tonight. Cold enough that Cale was feeling it and couldn’t get the engine started and the heater going quick enough. Leaving the car to heat up, he turned his attention to the rental car’s GPS system and entered the address Marguerite had texted him. By the time he had a route mapped out, the car windows had defrosted. He shifted into drive and set out, trying to come up with an excuse to give for seeking her out there.
    Alex was humming the tune playing in her ears and doing a little dance to the beat as she dragged the ladder several steps to the right and then climbed back up to resume her painting. She’d decided the painters had the right idea and fetched her earplugs to listen to music on her iPhone as she worked. She had always found music soothing. It often helped her be creative as well. She’d come up with some of her best recipes while rock music blared in her ears. Still, she was surprised it had managed to lift her out of the hellish mood she’d been in after watching Bill and the boys drive away.
    She’d been low enough at that point that Alex had almost given up and just gone home to bed to sleep the rest of her life away. However, she’d always been afighter, and the mood hadn’t lasted long. After allowing herself a few minutes to indulge in a self-pity party, she’d managed to gather herself, grab her purse, and head for the paint store. As Bill had said, if she wanted it painted, she would have to do it herself. Certainly, there was no way she was going to get another painting company to send men out past dinnertime on a Friday night. She was it.
    After hitting the paint store for primer and painting paraphernalia, Alex had swung by the hardware store for a ladder before returning to settle into doing it herself. Oddly enough, she found the experience rather