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to put a stop to
this before it even started. Going into his back pocket, he pulled out his
wallet and got out his credit card. She ran it through the machine. Not another
word was said as the slip of paper for him to sign came up and with another rip
she handed it to him for his signature. “It will be delivered to your home at
noon. Have a wonderful day, Mr. Cipriano.”
    “So that’s it then,
you’re not going to accept my invite for dinner?”
    “I’m sorry, but no, I
can’t have dinner with you, Mr. Cipriano. I just can’t get over the fact I’d
just be another notch on your belt of women.”
    He nodded taking his
receipt and walking toward the door. Delia walked inside and smiled when she
saw him coming out. But when she noticed the somber look on his face as he
walked past her, Delia immediately walked over toward Jaslyn saying, “What’s
happened?”
    “Nothing. Absolutely nothing happened at all.” Jaslyn walked to the back office and
closed the door behind her. Leaning up against it, she took a deep breath
remembering the look in his eyes when she turned him down. He looked like a poor
wounded animal when she said she wouldn’t have dinner with him. At least it
wouldn’t be her getting hurt instead. The pounding on the door made her open it
to find Delia staring at her. “What did you do?”
    “Nothing
at all, dammit. Get off my case, Delia!”
    “Not until you tell me
what the hell happened, Jaslyn. What did you do to Renzo?”
    “He came in here,
bought a lamp, and tried to ask me out. I told him flat out no.”
    “Why would you do that,
Jaslyn? My God when was the last time you had a man like that come through the
door and show any interest in you? He obviously likes you. He sent you flowers,
came in, and bought something only to get the chance to see you.”
    “I’m not going to be
made to look like a fool, Delia. Hell, there’s no telling what I would get
myself into if I had decided to go to dinner with him. Wining and dining, then
hot sex and then being the talk of the town. I would be just another conquest
for a Cipriano. Besides, I would be a fool to fall for every man who sent me
flowers. It will mess up my business and I can’t have that,” she argued. She
had no doubt what she did was right.
    Why
in the hell does it feel so wrong?
    “Jaslyn, hon, when will
you ever have the chance to have love come walking through your door like that?
He likes you a lot, what are you so scared of?”
    “Getting
hurt. I don’t plan on making another mistake like I did
before.”
    Delia hugged her close.
It was very much welcomed. Jaslyn laughed at first, but eventually the tears fell.
Part of the reason why she moved to Kellington was to get away from her ex who
was nothing more than a player and abuser wrapped up in a pair of tight jeans
and fully loaded six pack abs. She’d never dealt with such heartache until him.
Her mother had told her time and time again he was no good, but of course she
fell too deep into his smooth words of love and promises of a better life.
    Only to have it all end
with her being in the hospital for a month with broken bones and reconstructive
surgery. Then there were the years of therapy. It took everything could think
of to get her brother to promise he wouldn’t do anything stupid to get himself
in trouble. However, one of her brother’s friends decided to pay her ex a visit
for which the outcome of their meeting ended with her ex found dead in a field
fifty miles from town. That caused her to have a nervous breakdown and three
months of therapy for depression.
    “Sweetheart, you can’t
beat yourself up. Why don’t you give him a call tomorrow and let him know that
you’d like to have lunch with him here in the shop. I can make a place over in
the corner just for the two of you. That way you can feel safe because I’ll be
nearby. I think you are just scared of meeting someone new, but you have to
understand about Renzo. He’s a good man, Jaslyn. He has