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Luna could barely notice the tiny flecks of leftover paint. “Hardly.”

“Some of those flecks are in pretty deep. I need to sand it down just a bit more. I’m thinking of leaving it a light natural color and maybe paint the cane gray.”

“I’d leave all of it natural. In case someone wants a different color.” Luna tilted her head.

“And this is why I ask your opinion.” Cullen smiled through his acrylic face shield.

“Glad to help.”

“So how was the tour with Marshal Gaines?” Cullen continued to work on the armoire.

“It was great. He supported a few of our artist colleagues. I must say he has excellent taste.”

“Do tell,” Cullen pressed.

“He bought glasses at Hot Sand, dishes at Clay-More, and a baseball bat from Jimmy Can-Do.” Luna ticked off the items.

“He bought the baseball bat?” Cullen seemed surprised. “That’s a bit whimsical, don’t ya think?”

“He said it’s for his son. Apparently, Christopher and his son are into baseball.”

Cullen gave her a sideways look.

“What?” Luna asked.

“I think you like him.” Cullen kept working.

Luna feigned surprise. “What are you talking about?”

Cullen stopped and pulled off the face shield. “You’re not the only one around here with good instincts. I could see the way you looked at him. All googly-eyed.”

“Oh stop. I did not.” Luna crossed her arms in protest.

Cullen nodded at her stance. “EvenIknow what your body language is saying right now.”

“OK. So what if I find him attractive? And fun? And interesting?” Luna had a faraway look in her eyes.

“See. And that look on your face.” Cullen wasn’t letting up.

“All right. That’s enough about the marshal. What about my table?”

“Yourtable?” Cullen mocked her. “I thought you and the marshal were going to duke it out.”

“Nope. He said it’s mine if I want it,” Luna stated with emphasis.

“What are you going to do with it? You don’t have enough space in your house. Unless you want to put it in your yoga room.” Cullen reminded Luna of the small two-bedroom cottage she was renting.

Luna furrowed her brow. “Maybe I can put it in the café.”

“I’ll tell you what. Tomorrow, I will move it away from the wall and we can see what’s inside the drawer. Once your curiosity is satisfied, will you leave me alone, so I can get down to real business?”

“OK. Fine. But tomorrow. I am going to hold you to it.”

Luna was about to exit when Cullen stopped her.

“So, you really like him, don’t you?” He wasn’t going to let it go.

“Look. He lives over a hundred miles away. He has a son and a very demanding job. Not exactly dating material,” Luna said with resignation.

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