heâs been burned a bunch of times. Now he refuses to get involved at all. His family doesnât help.â
âTheyâre not into boundaries,â Taryn said simply, thinking it was time to change the subject. âSo, whatâs new in town? Any hot gossip?â
Jo appeared with chips and salsa, along with a bowl of guacamole. âOn the house,â she said with a smile. âBecause of the new girl.â
Larissa blinked at her. âThank you. Thatâs so nice.â
âYeah, Iâm a nice person. Donât let anyone tell you otherwise.â
Taryn eyed the chips and felt her stomach growl. Fine. She would add fifteen minutes to her workout that afternoon. Fifteen ugly minutes of gross sweating would be worth it if she could indulge a little.
âGossip,â Isabel said as she grabbed a chip. âMayor Marshaâs assistant is leaving, so sheâll be hiring a new one. That is going to be so weird. Marjorie has worked for the mayor for years. Since maybe high school or something.â
âI wonder who the new assistant will be,â Dellina said, then chuckled. âIâll tell Fayrene. Sheâs the sister with the temp agency. Iâm sure sheâll offer to fill in during the interview process.â
âI need her number,â Taryn said. âWe sometimes need help with big projects at Score.â
âI have a card right here,â Dellina told her, and reached into her bag.
âMayor Marsha is going on vacation,â Noelle said, scooping up guacamole. âShe was in the other day and bought a couple of things forââ
Both Isabel and Dellina stared at her.
âWhat?â Noelle asked, visibly shrinking in her seat. âWhat did I say?â
âThe mayorâs going on vacation?â Dellina demanded.
âShe never goes on vacation,â Isabel added. âI mean never.â
Taryn didnât get the problem. âIsnât she allowed? From what Iâve seen, she works pretty hard for the town. Going away might do her good.â
Dellina and Isabel exchanged a look. âMaybe,â Isabel admitted. âBut itâs weird. Like she might never come back.â
Larissa looked as confused as Taryn felt. âDoes she have a husband?â
âSheâs a widow.â
Taryn reached for another chip. âMaybe she has a mysterious, handsome man she travels with,â she teased.
Isabelâs eyes widened. âMayor Marsha with a secret lover?â
Noelle shook her head. âOkay, Iâm kind of with you on that one. While I want her to be happy, itâs kind of strange to think about.â
âWe should all be so lucky when weâre her age,â Taryn said firmly. âI vote for the secret lover story. The mayor has earned it.â
âTroublemaker,â Dellina grumbled.
âYou know it.â
* * *
T ARYN WAS NAKED . Angel stared at her and felt the breath leave his body. Good thing because that made room for more hot blood to fill his groin. She was tall and leggy and totally naked, with her long hair covering her breasts and hard nipples playing peekaboo with him. And speaking of hardâ
âGet up.â
âI am up,â he mumbled only to realize the slightly crabby voice wasnât coming from the vision in front of him but was instead at the periphery of his consciousness. Nor was the voice in question talking about up in the sense that he meant it.
He sat up instantly. But even in his newly awake state, he had the sense to make sure the sheets were covering his now painful erection.
Consuelo stood in the doorway of his bedroom. The hall light was on and she was already dressed. He glanced at the clock and saw it was a few minutes to six.
âWhy are you awake so early?â he asked.
âWe have to be somewhere.â
âWhere?â
âA basketball game. At Score. Itâs the PR agency with the footballââ
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