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attention, he continued to search.
    Every single, dark-haired woman caught his gaze, quickly dismissed as soon as he could ascertain they were not who he sought. So caught up in his surveillance, he missed the disappointed expressions on several women he walked by, his gaze looking right through them.
    His eyes darted to every dog chasing balls, catching Frisbees, or just walking along with their masters. He made his way past the picnics and the college students lounging in the sun. Basketball courts were on one side with tennis courts on another. A large, flat area, big enough for a soccer game, had children running around kicking balls.
    Turning around and around, he grew frustrated when there was no sign of her. How big is this place? He had driven by it many times but had never taken the opportunity to walk around. The enormity of the park when trying to find one woman was overwhelming, especially if that woman did not want to be found.
    Privacy…she’d be looking for somewhere private. Seeing a small pond in the distance, he headed toward it, noting benches along the path and into the trees bordering two sides of the water.
    He was almost two-thirds around the pond when a deep bark sounded from the edge of the woods. His gaze jerked quickly to the sound and he saw a German Shepherd bounding toward a bench, partially hidden in the shadows of the trees. A few more steps and he could see…her. His Mystery Lady.
    He let out a breath he did not realize he had been holding. She did not see him, but he could not take his eyes off her. Her hair, pulled back into a braid hanging over her shoulder, looked like it had been combed then braided. Still wearing the oversized jacket, on a warm day, he wondered now if it was to give her a place to put food if she came across it. His suspicions were confirmed when she reached into her pocket and pulled out a treat for the dog as it bounded back to her.
    Blaise, rooted to the sidewalk, stared at her large eyes, sparkling in the daylight as her head was thrown back in laughter before she bent forward, grabbing the dog’s furry face in her hands and kissing its nose. Squatting, she wrapped her arms around the animal, both creatures sharing a moment of unadulterated love. Beautiful. And his heart squeezed once more.
    Suddenly, the dog turned toward him and growled, planting its body protectively in front of the Mystery Lady once more. He watched as her gaze jerked to his and her body readied for flight.
    “No, no,” Blaise begged, lifting his hands upwards. “Please don’t go, Miss. I only want to help. You and your dog. Please.”
    She stood, her body tense, staring at the man she recognized from the previous night at the bar. Warily, she watched as he once again kept his distance, his hands up. “What do you want? Have you been following me?” she asked, fear evident in her voice.
    “I just want to help.”
    Licking her dry lips, she kept her fingers lightly on Gypsy’s fur, both calming the growling dog and calming herself.
    “I don’t want to frighten you,” he said. “If you want, I can sit on the ground, not too close to you.”
    She stared a moment, uncertain of his intentions. Watching as he sat down cross-legged about ten feet away, she noted he kept his hands on his knees where she could see them. Her head lifted in pride, although her eyes shifted nervously. “Why do you think I need help?”
    Shaking his head, he said, “Miss, I’m sure you were hungry last night.” His eyes dropped to the dog, no longer growling, but watching him with the same wariness as his mistress. “And no one, not even a dog, should have to eat from a trash can.”
    A flash of embarrassment crossed her face, quickly replaced by irritation. “I…I do what I have to do.”
    “I’d like to check out your dog,” Blaise continued. “I’m a veterinarian. What’s its name?”
    The woman was quiet for a long moment and he thought she was not going to answer him. He waited patiently, his