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you know Amber owns this store?”
    “Yeah, she told me last night.” A slight smile crinkled his mouth. “That’s why I came here.” He turned to Amber. “I’m looking for a grab rail to install in the shower.”
    Amber, who’d been unusually silent so far, set aside her coffee and stepped up. “Yes, I have a few models. I’ll show you where they’re kept.”
    “I’d better get going,” Hannah said, quickly moving toward the door.
    “Hope I’m not chasing you away.” His blue eyes swept over her, like he was revisiting the things they’d done together.
    “I-I was leaving anyway. See you, guys.”
    Derek gazed at her for another moment before he nodded, and from behind him, Amber gave her an exaggerated wink. Hannah exited the store, but instead of walking back to her car, she loitered in the doorway of a vacant building nearby, her mind racing, until five minutes later Derek reappeared.
    The moment he spied her, his eyes lit up, making her heart skitter. Why did he have to be so damn gorgeous?
    “Hey, Hannah,” he said.
    “I need to talk to you.”
    Before she could continue, a car rolled past them, the female driver giving them a hard, curious stare. Hannah’s heart sank as she recognized her manager at the wheel. Trust Vera to catch her loitering with the hottest guy in town. The car revved up as if Vera was showing her disapproval.
    With a sigh, Hannah returned her attention to Derek. “Did Amber talk to you about…anything?” she asked.
    “We had a pleasant discussion about screws and drills.”
    She sucked in a breath. Screws and drills. Why did hardware sound so dirty when Derek talked about it? “Nothing about us?”
    “No.” He looked at her more closely. “You told her about last night?”
    “I didn’t tell her. She guessed.” Hannah chewed on her lip anxiously. “Are you really staying another two weeks?”
    “Yes. I can’t leave my grandpa at the moment. Last night—while I was with you—he slipped and fell.”
    “Oh, Derek, I’m so sorry. Is he badly injured?”
    “No, just a few bumps and bruises. He managed to haul himself to bed.” Derek grimaced. “He was supposed to call me if he had any problems, but of course he didn’t. I’ll have to hire a care assistant for him. In the meantime, I’m doing a few repairs around the house to make it safer for him.” He motioned to the bag tucked under his arm.
    “That’s very good of you.” Especially since Otto wouldn’t appreciate Derek’s efforts.
    “You know he’s a doomsday prepper? He’s hoarding all this food, fuel, medical supplies.”
    “Wow. So he thinks the end of the world is nigh?”
    “That, or it’s just his way of telling the rest of the world to get lost.”
    “Well, at least he’s making plans for survival.” She felt more than sympathy for Derek. He worried about his granddad, even though Otto didn’t deserve it. “You could offer to make him a proper fallout shelter.”
    “Ugh, don’t encourage him.”
    “That might be a spin-off from your Better Homes show—‘Better Fallout Shelters.’”
    He smiled slowly. “With handy tips like ten ways to cook lentils and beans?”
    “If the fallout shelter is crowded, maybe go easy on the beans.”
    Derek chuckled. “Good point.” Then his smile faded a little. “So I had to stay, even if my filming hadn’t been delayed.”
    “Yes, I realize that, but I just didn’t expect to bump into you so soon.”
    “You don’t have to sound that disappointed.”
    She shifted under his scrutiny. “You should have warned me at least.”
    “I don’t have your phone number.” His eyes narrowed. “So you are having regrets.”
    He stood there, legs spread apart, six-foot-three of hard, sexy male, with a wistful expression on his face that caught at her heart.
    “No, of course not.” Her voice softened. “I just don’t want people to find out what we did.”
    “Don’t worry. I’m not going to tell Caleb.”
    “It’s not just Caleb. I