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“Yeah, I’ve seen her around a lot lately,” he said, finally breathing, grinning down at her, trying to focus on the pain in his shoulder so he didn’t get an erection.

Like a fool, she smiled up at him, gooseflesh running up and down her arms, erecting her nipples, making her lips quiver.

“We keep running into each other,” she said.

“I guess I’ll run into you again,” he said when she didn’t speak right away, not taking his eyes off her. And then, laughing out loud, he added, “On purpose.”

“Maybe you will.”

He laughed, walking back to Steve’s truck, but he looked at her over his shoulder once more and smiled.

Weeks later, Katrina saw Dave at Bayou Cottage again. Maggie and Katrina set up a picnic on the porch and Katrina tried not to let her attraction for him be too noticeable because Amber was there that day helping at the rescue. Katrina was afraid Amber would give Dave a hard time if she saw him talking to another woman. That might have been the turning point; his well-being was more important than her happiness.

Fixing a plate of food, Dave sat right next to Katrina; if it was obvious, so what.

“How was your trip?”

“To Denver?”

“Yes.”

“It was a typical work trip for me,” she said. “It’ll bore you to have to listen to me.”

“Let me decide that. Tell me about your job.”

“Really? You want to hear about my job? You’re really asking for a boring story.”

“No, tell me.”

“Well, I’m the marketing director for a medical equipment company. I go to hospitals to make sure they have the latest in all the big capital items—perfusion machines, monitors, stuff like that.”

“You do life and death stuff.”

“Pretty much. My new title will be Chief Marketing Officer next fall.”

“I’m impressed.”

“Please don’t be,” she said. “It’s no biggie.”

“Why are you here?”

“You mean Cypress Cove or at Maggie’s?”

“Cypress Cove. You’re from the same place Maggie’s from, correct? Pensacola?”

“Right. Well, it’s really not complicated but it might seem like it.”

“I have all day,” he said, watching her. “I’m interested.”

“Well, my parents died for starters.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry.”

“Yeah. First my mom, and then my dad. He couldn’t live without her.”

They talked about their parents, the long marriages, how it impacted them.

“You might not believe this, but I lived at home until I moved in with Amber.”

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