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I want to do more than this, but there are too many people walking around and I know she wouldn’t like it. As much as I have to learn about Rachel, I do know she’s a private person and wouldn’t like to be the centre of attention, especially with me making out with her in front of her store.

So instead, I hold out my elbow. “May I escort you to the Creekside Diner, Ma’am?”

Rachel giggles, a sound that makes me instantly happy and calmer. “Yes, you may, good sir.”

She laces her hand through my arm, and we begin to walk down the street.

“How was the rest of your day?”

She excitedly tells me of the arrangements she’s been working on and a shipment of flowers she got in from Hawaii. She also tells me she’s been working with the elementary school in town to start teaching classes to the children, which she’s very excited about.

“It just makes me so happy to think that the kids are interested enough to even just give it a try.” She’s practically vibrating as we walk, and she tells me about her plans.

“That’s great. I bet the kids are all going to love you.”

I know I do.

That thought should scare me, but instead, I only feel a sense of calm.

We get to the diner and I usher her inside. Sheila waves us in and tells us to grab a seat, so I lead her to a booth by the window. My nerves are back as I pick up the menu, my eyes scanning the offering but not really seeing what’s in front of me.

“What can I get ya?” Shelia asks as she comes to our table. She’s well into her sixties, with no sign of slowing down. She’s always been incredibly welcoming to everyone and especially made me feel at home after I moved to town.

“A coffee, please,” I say, knowing I really don’t need more, but I can’t help it. Might as well go all in at this point.

“A Diet Coke for me, please, Sheila,” Rachel says with a smile.

“You got it. Do you want your regulars, or are you wanting to try something new?”

That’s another great thing about small towns. She always knows what I want when I come in.

“The usual,” Rachel and I say at the same time, causing us to chuckle.

“All right then,” Sheila smirks. “I’ll be right back with your drinks.”

I look at her for a moment as Sheila walks away, noticing that she’s much too far away from me, even with just the table between us.

I stand and move to her side, sliding in beside her, making her move over.

“Is this okay?” I ask, sliding my arm over her shoulders.

“Uh huh,” she replies, her eyes wide and mouth open in shock. “What are you doing?”

“I wanted to be closer to my girl.” I wrap a few strands of her hair around my finger.

“Your…girl?” she repeats.

“That is, if you’ll have me.” I wink at her. “I know this is fast, but things feel right with you, Rach. Do you feel it too?”

She opens her mouth to respond when Sheila comes back with our drinks, a knowing smile on her face when she sees our change in seating.

“Here you go. Your dinners should be up soon,” she adds before walking off.

“Yes,” Rachel says, drawing my attention back to her. “I feel it, Mitch. I’ll…uh…I’ll be honest. I didn’t know why you asked me out.”

“Rach…” I interrupt.

“No, please, let me get this out.” She places her hand on my thigh, very close to my cock, which is now very much awake and on alert. “We’re very different, and I would be lying if I said I haven’t had a crush on you since you moved to Logan Creek.”

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