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driver.
    “Out.” Arching a brow, she sent them all a look that had them scrambling from their stools and shuffling toward the door.
    “I’m telling Logan you kicked us out. He’s not going to be happy,” said Old Man Feeney, the biggest grouch in the bunch.
    “You feel the need to tattle that strongly, you go right ahead.” Cady hoped to heck he was bluffing. She didn’t need any trouble with Mr. Logan when she was so close to having enough money to finally quit this job.
    When the last man had left and the jangling of the bell over the door had receded, she turned to find that Burke was still sitting at the table, nursing his latte. He stared into the bottom of the mug, the corners of his mouth pulled down. He certainly was a man of mercurial mood changes. In someone else she might find that annoying. In Burke, she looked at it as a challenge.
    “Ah, peace at last.” She turned her chair around backwards and straddled it.
    “You going to get in trouble?” He still refused to look up.
    “Oh, please!” Okay, yeah, probably—but she’d deal with that when it happened.
    “I meant it, Cady. I can’t do this. I don’t mix business and pleasure.” Chagrined, he rolled his eyes toward the ceiling. “Jesus, that came out corny, but you know what I mean.”
    “It doesn’t have to get complicated. We stick to business. Look, I’ve been thinking of some locations we should scout.” She tugged a napkin from the dispenser on the table and pulled a stubby pencil from behind her ear. Distract him with facts. Gloss over the attraction kindling between them.
    The next half hour was spent kicking around ideas. Cady tried to tamp down the pleasure that came with knowing she’d been able to put another smile on that handsome face. Yeah, they could totally do this.
    “Fine. I’ll consider a trial run. Meet me later this afternoon, somewhere ... public.” He averted his eyes, and she watched his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat.
    “How about the library? The children’s section is quieter after about four thirty. We won’t be disturbed there.”
    This time he spun his emerald gaze toward her and stared hard.
    “What? We’ll have a chaperone. Hello? Librarian?” Cady stood up and cleared the table before Burke could come up with an excuse to get out of their meeting.
    He headed for the door, then paused.
    “Thank you for the cinnamon roll.”
    “You’re welcome.”
    “You are going to drive me completely insane. You know that, don’t you?”
    “Probably.”
    He shook his head slowly before turning away and leaving the bakery. She hurried to the window to admire the view. Burke might not be able to mix business with pleasure, but Cady was all for it.

Chapter 4
    Her nose twitched as it always did when Cady entered the bright, antiseptic lobby of Kittredge Manor, Scallop Shores’s only nursing home. Today was her day to coordinate activities in the game room. She peered down the long hallway, smiling and waving at the residents, some in wheelchairs and others leaning on walkers. Her great-aunt was not among this group. Cady ventured toward the game room, knowing Auntie liked to spend as little time in her bed as possible. Cady peeked her head around the door frame.
    “Cadence Elizabeth Eaton, I hear you are getting up to no good with that new city boy. Hoping this one will sweep you away to his castle overlooking Central Park?” Cady’s great-aunt and namesake patted the couch cushion beside her. Cady hurried over, drawing the old woman into a tight hug as she sat down.
    If that question had come from anyone else, she would have taken offense. She knew her aunt was joking. The two women often talked about Cady’s future. The image of a man coming in to sweep her off her feet was laughable. The whole point of moving to the city was to live on her own. She didn’t need a man to rescue her from Scallop Shores. She just needed cash. And no, she reassured herself, Burke was not rescuing her by taking her