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I was embarrassed.”
    With a sigh, Jane squared her shoulders and firmly held his gaze with challenge in her eyes. He wasn’t sure what she expected him to say, but he was pretty sure it wasn’t what he did say.
    “Has anyone ever told you that you are adorable?”
    The small wrinkle appeared, once again, above her nose as she shook her head, “Uhh…what? No.”
    “Well, you are,” Adam said matter-of-factly.
    Scrunching her face in the cutest way, reminding him of a bunny, she moved her head from side to side as she continued to silently disagree with him. She tucked a stray hair behind her ear and the movement gave him an up-close-and-personal view of the slope of her neck. He had the strongest urge to press his lips to the enticing spot just below her ear. Maybe even bite it lightly. He’d never had vampire urges before, but apparently, Jane brought out the Twilight in him.
    “So, how long have you worked for Mike?” he asked even though he already knew the answer. In his assessment of the company, he’d seen Jane’s employee records.
    She’d started out as an intern on Mike’s first run for the senate. She’d been hired as a full-time employee and quickly worked her way up. When he’d made the move to Hope Falls, she’d followed.
    Knowing it because he’d read it and hearing Jane tell her story were two very different things. She talked animatedly as they made the short walk to Sue Ann’s Café. In what was now becoming a pattern whenever he was around Jane, Adam was mesmerized.

Chapter 7
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    T his is not a date. This is not a date. This is not a date.
    Jane repeated the mantra in hopes that it would finally sink into her consciousness, sub and otherwise. It wasn’t working though. Not only did this feel like a date, but it felt like the best one she’d ever been on.
    When they arrived at the crowded café, and Jane took a break from rambling on about her employment, she found herself relaxing as they waited for a table to open up. Normally, in social situations, she clammed up or overcompensated by saying too much. Although she’d definitely been flirting with the oversharing line while rambling on about her job, she hadn’t quite sealed the deal.
    Even the fact that their arrival had drawn quite a few interested glances from the townies eating at the popular establishment hadn’t put a damper on how much fun Jane was having. Spending this time with Adam had made her emotions do a 360. Instead of feeling uncomfortable and on edge around him, he now made her feel totally at ease.
    He listened as much as he spoke. He was quick-witted and easy on the eyes. But the best part of this “work lunch,” the part she’d be playing over and over again in her mind, was the way Adam placed his hand on the small of her back when the waitress showed them to their table and then—wait for it—pulled her chair out. Yep, like right out of a movie. Well, a movie from the ’50s, that is.
    He’d opened doors for her, and she appreciated it. But she hadn’t expected him to pull her chair out. Who still did that? Apparently, Adam Dorsey. That’s who.
    All through lunch, they made small talk, but not the kind that felt forced or awkward. It was the get-to-know-you-better kind that felt easy and stimulating.
    Sue Ann beamed down as she dropped the check off. “Hope y’all enjoyed your meal.”
    “We sure did,” Jane enthused.
    “Yes, ma’am.” Adam nodded as he took care of the bill. “It was delicious.”
    Not a date. Not a date. Not a date.
    Jane was in full swoon from Adam’s use of the word ma’am when her phone buzzed. Looking down, she saw the time and couldn’t believe her eyes.
    “We’ve been here for two hours!” Her eyes shot up to Adam’s to see if he was as shocked as she was.
    Instead, his brow furrowed and his jaw tensed. “Is that okay? Were you supposed to go to that meeting with the city council?”
    “Oh, no. I just… I never take this long. The time just got away from