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Hmm, he does know how to be civil to strangers.

“What do you do, Dyllan?” Lindsay asked as she took a seat.

“I’m the mayor of Logan Creek,” he answered as he took a sip of his beer.

“You’re the mayor’s wife? This just keeps getting more interesting!” Lindsay said with a smile.

“To all of us,” Dyllan said softly. Skylar was sure she was the only one who heard but had to resist the urge to kick him under the table.

“What are you doing back in Vancouver, Skylar? Last I heard, you’d left town.”

“Oh, uh, we just came to get the last of my stuff. I’m moving to Logan Creek permanently,” she said softly, looking between Lindsay and Dyllan.

“I’m sorry for what happened. None of us could believe what Adam and Ashley did to you. If it’s any consolation, most of the industry won’t work with them now. Not if they know what happened.”

“I appreciate that, but I don’t wish any ill will on them.” Skylar forced a small smile. While she really didn’t want anything bad to happen to them and wouldn’t wish for the demise of the company that she’d started, a little part of her was happy so many in the industry saw them for what they were.

“You’re a better woman than most of us would’ve been in your place,” Lindsay commented, earning a silent cheers from Dyllan. “Listen, I don’t want to take up more of your night but I’m happy I ran into you. I know you said you’re moving to Logan Creek, but I wanted to talk to you about joining our firm. We have an opening, and I think you’d be the right fit.”

“Wow, really?” Stunned, Skylar looked over at Dyllan, who refused to look anywhere but her. “That’s a really kind offer, Lindsay, thank you, but I don’t think I’m going to be able to take it.”

“Skylar,” Dyllan grumbled.

“You don’t have to answer me now. Just think about it, okay? Who knows, maybe we can work it out, so you only have to be in town part-time.” She stood from her chair and handed Skylar her card from her purse. “Just think about it.”

With a final hug, Lindsay left them alone. Tucking the card into her purse, Skylar gulped her drink. The noise from the bar thumped around them, but the silence at their table was deafening.

“I’m not going to take it, Dyllan,” she said, tilting her head toward him.

“I’m not stopping you, babe.” He looked down at his beer before taking another chug.

“I know, but I have no intention of coming back to Vancouver. You know that, right?” She placed her hand on his, giving it a squeeze.

“Whatever you say, babe.” He pulled his hand away, placing it on his lap under the table.

“Here’s your food. Wave me down if you need anything.” The waitress placed their dinners down in front of them before turning away again.

Skylar’s stomach had turned by how much Dyllan’s mood had darkened in the short time they’d been there. He’d gone from joking with her to not looking at her. She could understand why, but if she said she wasn’t going to take the job, she meant it. She had no desire to live or work in Vancouver again, especially if it meant she might run into Adam and Ashley.

“Look, I really don’t want this to ruin our weekend. We’ve been having a great time, and I want to keep it that way.” Skylar grabbed his hand that rested on the table, holding his knife. “Please?”

“Whatever you say, babydoll.” He gave her a smile that didn’t reach his eyes as he pulled his hand away to cut his corned beef.

Her heart sank as she watched him take his first bite. She could tell he’d already hardened his heart with the news Lindsay brought; she just needed to figure out a way to show him that she wanted to be with him in Logan Creek.

“What do you think?” she asked, motioning toward his food.

“It’s good,” he answered as he took another bite.

“Is there anywhere else you want to go before we leave?”

“Nope.” He took another bite.

Skylar huffed as she turned to her own plate. Grabbing a fry and shoving it into her mouth, she briefly allowed herself to imagine what it would be like if she took Lindsay up on her offer. The commute to the city would be horrible to do on a regular basis, but it wouldn’t be impossible. There’d be extra expenses like a place in the city, mileage, time. Worst of all, the time spent away from Dyllan. They’d just started finding their routine and settling into married life with one another and now she was thinking of uprooting and shaking it all up?

What is wrong with me?

No wonder Dyllan had turned back into her Grumpy Bear. Isn’t this exactly what she’d just gotten mad at him for? Potentially leaving?

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