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She scribbled two phone numbers on her napkin. “If you need any directions, call me.” She laughed as she slid a piece of paper across the table to him.
    “How about dinner tomorrow night, Tory? Do you have any plans?”
    “Not sure,” she said, drinking the last of the coffee and putting the empty cup down on the table. “I haven’t spent much time with my mother or my sister, and I’m sure they have some things planned for us to do, but I’m not sure of when or what. But I’ll let you know.” He stood to leave. “And, Dave, thanks again for your help yesterday. I appreciate it more than you know.”

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    With a smile and a wave he left her sitting in the booth at Lana’s Coffee House alone with time to think. What was it about him she found so appealing? He certainly brought out the best in her because she had the feeling she’d do anything for him. Also, he’s so attractive, so handsome. His sparkling blue eyes seemed to bore right through her, dark hair long enough to touch his shirt collar, and his strong jaw all gave her a sense of safety, especially if she were on his side of the law. If on the wrong side of the law, she felt he would be able to get any answer out of anyone. Having just met him, she was already imagining a long-term relationship with him. Definitely trouble.
    The hair on the back of her neck bristled and she rubbed it with her hand. She thought she felt someone watching her but didn’t recognize any of the other patrons in the shop nor did any one person draw her attention. She quickly gathered up her purse and jacket and left. That was weird!

Chapter 7

    The following morning Tory called the dealership about the repair on her car and the possibility of getting a rental. They estimated her car would be fixed in about two weeks or so. Most of the passenger side needed either heavy bodywork or replacement. There went the deductible.
    “I’ll take you to Hickory tomorrow to pick up your loaner,” Sue said eagerly. “I’m looking forward to spending girl time, sister to sister.” Sue winked at Tory.
    Tory called Dave to tell him about the loaner car.
    “Too bad,” he said. “There goes my excuse for seeing you today.” He chuckled.
    “How about another time?” she asked him.
    “Sure, I’ll call you in a day or two, and we can set something up. Bye for now.”
    “Bye.”
    After enjoying her mother’s homemade chicken salad sandwiches for lunch, Tory called Trevor Braedden of Braedden Properties to check on the status of her town house rental. Finding out it was finished and ready to move into, the three excited women decided to go get the key so Tory could start to move in her things a little at a time.
    They drove to Braedden Properties and entered a small, quite simple white building with minimal curb appeal. Tory gathered from the outside of the building Mr. Braedden put his money into landscaping at his rental properties and not necessarily around his office. Sue and Anne sat down in two of three black leather and chrome chairs while Tory perused the property listings tacked on the walls.
    A tall, broad-shouldered, handsome man with dark hair and dark blue eyes entered the building.
    “It’s so nice to finally meet you, Mr. Braedden. I’m Sue Mitchell and this is my mother, Anne Richards, and my sister, Tory Richards.” Sue stood and offered her hand to him.
    “Hello,” he shook Sue’s hand. “Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m Dave Miller.” His gaze settled on Tory. She stood tall for her short stature, a sincere smile on her face.
    Tory felt a jolt shoot through her body as their eyes met and he smiled, reached his hand out to shake her offered one.
    “Are you the man who rescued Tory after her accident?” Anne piped up, offering her hand as well.
    “I suppose I am.” Dave turned his attention to Tory. “How are you?”
    Tory only had time to nod her head at Dave’s question of her physical welfare before her mother interjected herself into the