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Nolan’s arm. “Don’t worry. I can tell the people who think astrology’s cool from those who’d rather have a colonoscopy than have their chart read.”
    “Then God knows why you approached me.”
    “Intuition.”
    “About what?” He looked into those blue eyes fringed with dark lashes and almost had to pinch himself. He’d never in a million years imagined he’d be sitting in a Starbucks exchanging long, meaningful glances with Darcie Ingram.
    “I saw that flyer and knew I needed to be here this weekend and make contact with you. The obvious reason was to clear my guilty conscience about high school, but I don’t think that’s the only thing going on. I’m . . . well, I have some psychic abilities.”
    “You do?” He’d never known someone personally who claimed to be psychic for real. People joked about it, but she didn’t seem to be kidding.
    “Yes.”
    “Oh.”
    “Does that freak you out?”
    “It doesn’t freak me out. I just have trouble accepting that someone really is psychic. So many things can be explained if you look at them logically.”
    She nodded. “That’s certainly true. Let’s not get into the whole psychic thing right now. I think having me work on your birth chart is enough woo-woo for the time being.”
    “Woo-woo? Isn’t that an insulting term?”
    “It’s like most insults. I can use it because I’m part of the woo-woo crowd, but you probably can’t without ticking me off.” She smiled at him.
    “I’m going to need an instruction booklet before this is over.”
    “Don’t worry.” She stood. “I promise there’s no test at the end.”
    He levered himself out of his chair. “I’ll walk you to your room.”
    “That’s sweet, but totally unnecessary. I’m sure you have places to go and people to see. You’re a big deal at this conference.”
    He glanced at the time on his phone and sure enough, he had promised to attend an autograph session that was almost over. Now that he was writing his own book, he realized how important those promises were. “Actually, there is something that I need to –”
    “Say no more. See you at six tonight.” She hurried away.
    Although he had to take off, too, he gave in to the urge to watch her leave. She was a knockout in her black designer jeans, heels, and that silky purple blouse that draped her breasts so elegantly. He still had trouble believing that he’d had a coffee date with Darcie Ingram, which would be followed with in-room dining tonight.
    And she’d have his chart there. He hoped that he’d be able to get his mind around the idea of that and not inadvertently insult her again. He began to appreciate the difficulties of hooking up with someone who had a different culture or religion.
    Her field of study was diametrically opposed to his. But damn it, she’d come to Space Expo specifically looking for him. That was flattering, and he was determined to make that work out well for both of them.
    He made it to the autograph session before it was over and bought a book from one of Bill’s friends from JPL. Bill was there, too, so they walked to the main ballroom together for the scheduled lunch featuring a panel of astronauts from some of the early space missions.
    Along the way they passed two Jedi Knights, a group of Vulcans, and a very convincing Iron Man. Finally Bill commented on it. “Does this feel weird to you?”
    “Sort of, but in another way it’s like old times at Comic-Con. I’ve been thinking of going to some of the fan events this afternoon.”
    “Me, too, although it seems like playing hooky to ditch the heavy stuff to score autographs from movie stars. My kids would love me forever if I did that, though.”
    “Then we’ll do it.” Nolan grabbed the excuse to do what he wanted to in the first place. “We’ll split up and stand in different lines so we can get some memorabilia for your kids.”
    “Excellent.” Bill grinned. “I keep alternating between serious scientist guy and Trekkie