her bags in one hand and lightly pressed her free hand to his chest. “I have to get back and start baking. Thank you for today. I had fun.”
“Me, too.”
He bent down and kissed her. Just a light brush of his mouth against hers, but it was enough to make her knees weak.
“I want to see you again,” he told her. “How do you feel about that?”
An interesting question. “I don’t know,” she admitted. “You scare me.”
His gaze was intense. “Is that a no?”
“It’s not a no.”
He smiled. “Good.” He kissed her again. “I’ll see you soon, Nancee.”
She nodded because she was afraid to speak. Not because her voice would shake or something but because of what she would say. Something along the lines of “Stay with me forever” seemed very likely. So she kept quiet and told herself that hope would be very, very foolish right now.
CHAPTER FIVE
N ANCEE CHECKED HER CALENDAR . She had a two-day break in her baking schedule. An unexpected but nice thing to discover. She would use the time to make sure she had enough supplies to get her through the rest of the holiday season. Shelby had warned her there would then be a lull until Valentine’s Day.
The timing for that was perfect, Nancee thought as she dried her freshly washed cupcake pans. She would be able to figure what she wanted to do next with her life. Did she want to continue practicing law? Did she want to bake cupcakes? Did she want to try something else? And once she’d answered those questions, there was still the biggie of where all this was going to happen? Here? DC? Somewhere else entirely?
She hadn’t heard from Shep for a couple of days, which surprised her. He’d told her he would be in touch. Not that she was going to read anything into his actions. Or at least she would try not to. Maybe he was giving her space. Or was busy. If things got bad, she could ask her great-aunt. After all Gladys and Shep texted plenty.
But for now she was simply going to go with the flow and think about the next batch of baking she had to start.
The opening notes to “Bad to the Bone” played somewhere from the back of the house. As it was Gladys’s phone, Nancee didn’t pay attention. A minute or so later, her aunt hurried into the kitchen.
“We have to make chili,” Gladys announced. “A lot of it. I have a recipe. Do you think it would be faster to go buy ground beef or defrost what I have in the freezer?”
“Chili?”
“It’s hot and filling and easy to eat,” her aunt said. “For the search and rescue teams. There are two lost teenagers in the mountains. They went out on snowmobiles yesterday and didn’t come back. I can’t believe no one called me before now. I could have been helping.”
Nancee glanced out the window. There hadn’t been any new snow, but temperatures were well below freezing. A knot of worry formed in her stomach. Not just for the teens but for the people who were out looking. Shep would be one of them, she thought, feeling even more anxious.
“I hope they’re going to be all right,” she murmured, then shook her head. She couldn’t help with the actual searching, but she could cook. She turned on the larger oven.
“What ingredients do you have for chili?” she asked.
She and Gladys went over what was in the pantry and freezer. They decided to use fresh ground beef for one chili and rotisserie chicken for another. Gladys left for the grocery store. Nancee collected the ingredients they would need, then started a large pan of corn bread.
Less than two hours later, they were loading food into Nancee’s Outback. She drove slowly to the HERO offices and found that there were a lot of cars in the parking lot. More than one family was delivering food.
Eddie, Gladys’s BFF, joined them and helped carry everything inside. Nancee set down a large pot of chili and looked around. She was surprised to see how big the offices were. There were lots of computers, a huge screen with a map on it and what
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