acting so weird?
“ I checked the posters.”
At the sound of Daniel's voice, she finally raised her
head and looked at him. “Posters?”
“ You know, the ones on the window,” he said quietly.
He lowered himself back onto his chair. “There's nothing new.”
Charity gripped the stained towel in her hands. “Uh,
yeah. Jill hasn't been in yet this week.”
“ I'm glad, because I had hoped to catch you before the
next poster was put up.”
She forced herself to focus on his words. “I don't
understand what you mean.”
Daniel put a hand in his pocket. “When there was one
about ivy, I heard you talking with your co-workers about how you
spent your Saturday helping with that project. And then there was the
animal clinic one.”
He listens to what I say? Why? Is he a creep? Charity
stared at him, trying to discern his secrets. But his eyes revealed
nothing suspicious.
“ And then I saw you with a sign.”
She blinked. “Huh?”
“ You know, for the free spay thing.”
Oh, yay . “Did...did you honk?”
“ No, I thought that would be rude.”
“ Oh.” She shook her head. “I...I like to be
involved in my community.”
“ That's really great.” He somehow managed to appear
affirming without actually smiling.
“ Did I get all of the spill?”
He nodded. “I was wondering, if you weren't busy this
coming Sunday, if you'd like to accompany me to church.”
She regarded him with wonder. What was his deal? Had he
not met his quota? While it was hard to be offended by a church
invitation in general, she still suspected his motives. “Why?”
Daniel made a face. “Well, because I'd like to attend
with you. I think you would enjoy it.”
“ Is this a proselytizing thing?”
His face darkened. “Ah, no. I have picked up bits of
conversations over the month that you occasionally attend church
services.”
“ So you're spying on me?”
“ No.” He paled slightly. “The shop is small. I
have to try not to hear your conversations.”
Charity suddenly became aware of the fact that Amy was
watching the interaction. I bet her mind would be blown if I told
her Daniel asked me to church . Or maybe she already heard him .
“ If you have no interest, that's fine. I just hoped to
catch you before you had plans in case you were open to the idea.”
She didn't know what to say. Why can't the man smile,
so I can move on? And yet, she was intrigued at the idea of
spending some time with him. He was not only attractive, but he also
had an old-fashioned manner that appealed to her on some level. And
he was a customer. A good customer who might make it a habit to place
large orders for his firm. So she could technically view church-going
as a way to keep him coming to Rose City Java. Her conscience panged
her at such non-altruistic motives, but she had to acknowledge that
maybe she wanted more than a smile from Daniel Tabor.
Chapter Four
Daniel straightened his tie as he regarded his
expression in the mirror. He looked scared. But such an emotion
lacked logic. Getting ready to attend his church fellowship should
evoke feelings of anticipation and relaxation. Of course he needed to
take account of the variable that was Charity. But he wanted to spend
time with her. So why the extra adrenaline?
He sorted through the possibilities.
I want her to like my church. Maybe even to the point
of attending regularly with me .
Why?
His brows lowered. Because I like her .
Another why.
I like her because...well, she's pretty. And kind .
But there were a lot of pretty, kind women where he
worked, or where he bought his groceries. He stared at his tie, then
stripped it off. Too formal.
Maybe God wants me to reach out to her for reasons
only He knows. I'm just the conduit . Daniel regarded the tie in
his hands. Or that's just an excuse to cover my real thoughts on
the subject .
It certainly wouldn't be the first time.
He returned the tie to his closet hanger and unbuttoned
the top button of his shirt. If I'm