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potential, until we see they’re on their feet.”
    She glanced at the stack. “That’s a lot of work.”
    “It is. And once we hit critical mass on companies we’ve decided to invest in, we won’t be able to take on new projects.”
    Her eyes narrowed, and she caught his gaze again. “I thought you were a lawyer?”
    “I am.”
    “So how do you know all this?”
    “I’m a corporate lawyer.”
    “So how’d you handle your mom’s divorce?”
    His eyebrows rose.
    “Sorry. I don’t mean to overstep.”
    “That’s all right. We live in a small town. We know each other’s histories. But in this office we will follow protocol.”
    “Got it.” Unfortunately, because she’d never worked in an office, she had no idea what the protocol was. Note to self: talk to Ellie about protocol.
    He grabbed the chair to the right of her desk and pulled it beside her. Reaching for a file, he sat—six inches away.
    Spicy and sophisticated, his cologne drifted to her. But her reaction to that was nothing compared to the shower of tingles that rained down on her because of his nearness.
    He opened the file and set it on the desk in front of both of them.
    She forced her mind off him and on to the file.
    Apparently unaware of the effect he had on her, he continued, “This business owner just sent us an email and invited us to go online for his financials and to look at the website that advertises his products.”
    She glanced over with a smile of understanding, but when their eyes met, her stomach fell. He was near, he was gorgeous, and he smelled like heaven. Their faces were so close all she’d have to do would be lean in and she could brush his lips with hers.
    She searched his nearly black eyes, wondering what he’d do if she kissed him. For Pete’s sake, she’d had a crush on him forever. She’d never be this close again. And all she wanted was one kiss.
    “So,” he said, “we’re not interested.”
    He said he wasn’t interested, but his voice had slowed almost to a crawl. So had time. So had the warm blood in her veins.
    She whispered, “We’re… not interested?”
    “We should be, but we’re not. And do you know why?”
    Because two people working together weren’t supposed to kiss? Because he was admittedly a little older than she was? Because she wasn’t pretty enough? Not sophisticated like Ellie or adorable like Piper?
    Disappointed, she shook her head. “I don’t have a clue.”
    “He’s lazy.”
    That brought her out of her trance. “What?”
    “A man asking for money, who won’t send his financials to prove his worth, isn’t thinking. We don’t want any piece of that.”
    What the hell was wrong with her? Imagining kissing him when he was talking about work? If he ever figured that out, he’d fire her before she could blink. And then where would she get the money to buy back her flower shop?
    “No,” she said. “We certainly don’t want a piece of that.”

    D evon spent only another minute beside Isabelle. He had the oddest feeling sitting next to her, almost like he didn’t know her at all. Which was absurd. She was Izzy. Everybody in Harmony Hills knew Izzy. Even if she did want to be called Belle.
    He considered asking her why she had seemed to be so unhappy about his family buying the flower shop, but they were still in the office. She wouldn’t be any more prone to tell him today than she had been the day before. They had to be somewhere she’d be more relaxed. He hadn’t had time to check to see if she’d been at Petie’s Pub the night before, but maybe he should tonight?
    “So, are the flowers done for the O’Donnell wake?”
    “Sorry. No. In fact, I have to return to the shop as soon as I can this morning to check for orders on the answering machine because the Benjamin Brats can’t start until tomorrow.”
    “Okay. Great. Go.”
    She nodded eagerly and all but leaped out of her seat. This time Devon knew he wasn’t imagining things. She did not want to be here.