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Maybe it was time for Robin to do something selfish. She wasn’t going to kid herself, a man like Harper wouldn’t be interested in her for long. She knew she was pretty enough, but when it came down to it, she wasn’t a party girl. She didn’t do wild, unplanned things. And besides, her priority was hunting down the man who’d orchestrated her mother’s murder. Anything else was a distraction.

But maybe what she needed right now was something just for her?

It wouldn’t hurt if he aided in her plans a little either.

“Are you free for dinner tomorrow?” she asked.

“Why wait?” he countered. “What are you doing today?”

Her heart fluttered and once more her cheeks were warm enough her eyes were about to start watering.

“I just know this really great place, but you have to make reservations. There’s never anything the day of, so tomorrow?” That was a lie. She could get in whenever she wanted, but Uncle Daar wouldn’t be here until tomorrow.

“What if we made that a second date?” Harper asked.

The nerve of this man. It was almost too much. He was starting to get to her. All these little butterflies were hard to ignore. “Are you always this forward?”

He regarded her for a moment. “I don’t see the need to play games. If I’m interested in you, why not let you know?”

Oh, boy. Hello butterfly swarm!

She swallowed. There was no arguing that point.

He was the kind of guy who probably had ten little black books. With a face and body like his, women had to be throwing themselves into his bed. But for this moment, he wanted her.

It felt good, and it had been a very long time since Robin felt anything of the kind.

“You barely know me,” she countered.

He lifted a shoulder. “Isn’t that the point though? We go out and I get to know more about you?”

“Are you married? Dating anyone?”

He held out his left hand. His very tanned hand.

No ring and no hint that there had ever been one.

“I’m not into games, Robin. I’m just a simple man who knows what he likes when he sees it.” He set the coffee cup down. “I know I can come on a little strong. I guess…”

She watched his face transform. The light in his eyes dimmed, and she knew he wasn’t here. He was reflecting on a different time and place. A darker period of his life.

“I don’t see the point in waiting for what you want. There’s no guarantee I won’t get hit by a car today, or have a heart attack, or something else. So, why play games with people?”

Robin swallowed, and she felt herself caving.

She closed her eyes and drew in a breath.

Harper was right. His logic made sense. And yet, she had a plan. She couldn’t deviate from that.

“How about a compromise?” she suggested. “Lunch today then dinner tomorrow.”

“Oh, look at you.” He grinned. “Locking in two dates? Now who is being forward?”

Robin chuckled and fanned herself. What was the point in denying that he got to her? Besides, she thought she’d rather enjoy his company.

Chapter Two

Tuesday.Undisclosed.

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