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about Derek. About the smooth way his fingers had moved inside of her, teasing out her secrets before she had a chance to be embarrassed by them. The way his eyes had stroked over her body before his hands ever got there. The way he’d looked at her, pleased that she was a woman, and not a scrawny kid.
     
    But it wasn’t that easy. Nowhere near that easy.
     
    Sarah had called off her shift. Holly, one of Kenny’s daughters, was filling in, and she was trying hard, but she was slow, and had to actually write down orders and be reminded to refill coffees and sodas. So that took some of her brain power, too.
     
    And then there was Sarah herself. Danni tried to get herself ready for anything, anything from going back to her apartment after work to find that Sarah had brought Cole back up to Mrs. Clark and had gone crawling back to Ryan, to finding her sobbing in the middle of the floor, totally broken down. Or, hell, anything in between. There was no way to guess.
     
    She half-hoped that Derek would turn up for lunch, but he didn’t. Of course he didn’t, he didn’t know she was working. And after all, he’d seemed set on ‘talking’ to Ryan this morning. It might have been all bluster to impress her, but he’d seemed sincere enough. And Ryan was a short, over-educated little weenie, but he wasn’t an idiot, and he wasn’t a total weakling. If he thought Derek was a threat, e might actually hurt the guy, no matter the leather and ink. She told herself that she would have worried about anyone in that position. It wasn’t just the way his eyes had bored into hers as he drilled into her last night. Nope, that had nothing to do with it.
     
    He’d asked if he could see her again tonight. What had he meant by that? Dinner? More sex? She couldn’t really have him over now, not with Cole home and Sarah in the house. And she didn’t have his phone number, or a way to contact him to tell him to meet her here. Or anything.
     
    She sighed and tried to push away the disappointment and arousal. He probably wasn’t going to get back in touch with her anyway. He probably hadn’t gone after Ryan. He was probably already gone. Getting worked up about it all was pointless. Completely pointless.
     
    ***
     
    When she got home, Sarah had dinner ready to go in the kitchen. Cole all but flew to Danni, flinging himself at her knees and knocking her into the door frame. “Hey, tiger,” she said, laughing.
     
    “Mom! Mrs. Clark gave me cake after dinner, and then Sarah came to get me after school, and she said that we could have breakfast for dinner AND dessert. Do you want some? She made enough for you.” He already had her by the hand, tugging her towards the small kitchen table.
     
    “I hope you don’t mind,” Sarah said, as she passed Danni a plate of eggs, pancakes, and sausage. “He was hungry, and you had everything on hand, and I wanted to do something good for someone.”
     
    “Mind!” Danni laughed. “Girl, you keep this up, I’m going to make you move in permanently.” She took a bite of eggs, and paused, then stared at Sarah. “You made these?”
     
    Sarah nodded. “Don’t like them? I used some of the spices you had in the kitchen, but that’s--”
     
    “No, stop. They’re amazing.” She took a bite of the pancakes, still impressed. “Did you make these from scratch?” Sarah gave another slow nod. “Does Kenny know you can cook like this?”
     
    Sarah shook her head frantically. “I’m not good enough to cook in a real kitchen, Danni, so don’t even start.”
     
    Danni watched her friend for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.”
     
    “What do you mean, okay?”
     
    “It’s not my business. If that’s what you want, then I won’t interfere.”
     
    There was a long pause, and Danni did her best to eat her pancakes and eggs very innocently. “You agreed too quickly,” Sarah said, finally. “What are you up to?”
     
    “Cole,” Dannie asked, ruffling through her son’s curly