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leases are twelve months and require a credit check, insurance, and one month’s deposit.”
    “What do you think, honey?” Dean asked her as they strolled through the sprawling apartment.
    She glanced at her watch. Six hours had passed, and Reed had yet to return her or Amanda’s calls.
    Dean frowned at her. “Lacey, honey, are you with me? Do you like it?”
    “It’s nice. The rooms are the right size, I like the kitchen, but this is the first one we’ve seen. I think we should look at several apartments before we decide.”
    He shook his head, obviously disappointed, and smiled at the apartment complex rental agent. “Thanks for your time. We’ll let you know.”
    “No problem. Here’s my card.”
    They walked back to his Jeep. “I really liked that apartment. It had everything we’re wanting.”
    “It’s the first one we’ve seen. We may come back to it, or there could be one we like better that we’ve yet to see.”
    “But what if this one is rented by then?”
    “There will be others.”
    She realized he was on the verge of being mad. “Do you want to go back and sign the lease? Are you ready to take that step?”
    He frowned. “I guess not. You seem distracted today.”
    Like he’d never been distracted? How many times had she waited for him? Missed him? Well, he could just damn well be understanding of her today.
    She sighed. This waiting was getting to her, and if she wasn’t careful, she’d take it out on Dean.
    “I’m sorry. I told you I’m waiting to hear back from Reed Hunter about the documentary. Everything depends on getting this film.” Lacey bit her lip. “I should have just done the damn thing.”
    “Why did you turn it down?” he asked perplexed.
    Now, he wanted to second-guess her. Now, when he hadn’t been here when she was wrestling with the idea.
    “I…I don’t know. I wasn’t certain how he would depict my business. I knew I had this meeting with the television director, so I went with my gut. Now, I’m regretting my decision.”
    “What’s changed? Do you know any more about this documentary?” Dean asked.
    “What’s changed is that I need his documentary to get my television show. He’s not the type of man who appreciates what I do. For all I know, he could show my business as a simple dating service, taking people’s money and playing with their emotions.”
    So much was riding on this documentary, and it was all out of her control. All she could do was speak to Reed and try to get a feel for him once again.
    “But you’re going to take the chance because of the television show.”
    “Probably.”
    “And if he is doing a documentary about you as a scheming, money-making, date shop, what then? Have you got a back-up plan?”
    The possibility of someone smearing the business she’d built from nothing was unthinkable, and her chest tightened in fear. Nothing could be worse. She’d experienced people who didn’t believe in her business. But usually after meeting her, hearing her success stories, and the results of her system, they admitted she changed lives. She helped people find mates that had meaningful partnerships. She put people together for life.
    Frustration nipped at her like a dog biting her ankles, and she all but snapped at Dean. “I don’t know. I have no back-up plan. I’d want to help Mr. Hunter make the best documentary ever as long as it has a positive message about my company.”
    Dean glanced over at her. “You’re taking a big chance, aren’t you?”
    She must be making Dean miserable, but she couldn’t help herself. Everything was so unsettled. Once she talked to Reed and could put this anxiety behind her, she’d be fine. But everything hinged on a man she’d known a week.
    “Yes.” She glanced over at him, suddenly feeling remorseful for her crankiness. “I’m sorry if I haven’t been very attentive or even excited about looking at this apartment today. You deserve my full attention. We’re about to embark on a new