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“Okay.”
“Good okay or bad okay?”
“You know, Elijah.” Seamus laughed roughly. “If I knew that, I wouldn’t be calling you.”
“Fair enough,” Elijah replied. “So, what can I tell you about Yancy?”
“Is he a good bet?”
“Is he a good bet?” Surprise heightened Elijah’s voice as he repeated Seamus’s words.
“Yeah, I mean, if I was to give him the green light, would I be making the biggest mistake of my life or what?”
“As a friend, he’s great. But I’ve never had a love interest in him, Seamus. I can’t give you any information on that front. That will be totally up to you. As I’ve told you, though, Yancy won’t cheat.”
Seamus wanted to growl at Elijah. The man hadn’t helped one damn bit. Not in the way Seamus was looking for. Maybe he was looking for answers that only Yancy could give him? Should he give Yancy a chance or leave things on a friendship level?
He obviously had a serious decision to make.
“Thanks, Elijah.”
“Seamus?”
“Yeah?”
“Go with your heart.”
Seamus groaned as he closed his phone and shoved it back into his pocket. That hadn’t helped. If he went with his heart, Seamus would still be in Cade Creek except he’d have Yancy at his side as well as John.
What to do, what to do?
He knew he needed to make a decision because he couldn’t lead Yancy on. The man was too sweet, too nice for Seamus to play games with the guy. Seamus wasn’t trying to play games. And he wasn’t foolish enough to deny the growing attraction he had toward Yancy. But part of him was still back home with the sheriff.
Seamus was just as confused as he had been when he called Elijah.
He knew he couldn’t avoid it any longer. He needed to go back and talk with Yancy. If he examined the pros and cons of his situation, Yancy was his best bet. Not only was the man here, he was stating outright that he wanted Seamus.
John was doing neither of those things. Hell, the man would barely talk to him. No relationship could last if it was one-sided. There was no guarantee that his relationship with Yancy would last either, but at least it had a better start.
With resolve in his mind, and an ache in his heart at the idea of giving John up, Seamus headed back to the apartment.
And Yancy.
* * * *
    John stared at his cell phone. He had been staring at it for the last ten minutes, trying to decide if he should call Seamus or not. He wanted to. He ached to hear the other man’s voice, even if it was just his answering machine message.
    Seamus had left town a week ago and while John was basically trying to ignore the attraction between the two of them, he still wanted to hear the man’s voice or see him in passing in town. Not being able to just catch a glimpse of the man was near to destroying him.
    Knowing that Seamus had left town because of him was even worse.
No one had said anything directly to him, but he had seen the looks from Seamus’s family when he ran into them in town. He knew what they were thinking because he was thinking the very same thing.
Seamus had left because he was the world’s biggest idiot. Only the fear of what might happen to Seamus if he gave into his need and tracked the man down, dragging him back to Cade Creek—kicking and screaming if need be—kept John from doing what he wanted to do more than he wanted to do anything in his life.
Until he discovered who was threatening him, Seamus’s life was still in danger.
“Hey, Sheriff.”
John snapped his cell phone shut and closed his hand around it as he glanced up. “Webber.” He wasn’t exactly sure why the man was sliding into his booth. John had come to the diner for lunch, not company. “Is something up?”
“We just got the report in on the Murphy fire. The chief said it was definitely an accelerant.”
“I see.” John slid his cell phone into his pocket and grabbed the file Webber held out to him. “Did the chief say what kind of accelerant?”
“Good ol’ gasoline.”
John flipped the file open and