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can’t continue to work for him.”
    Tim cast her a sideways glance. “Now that I’ve seen him in person, I don’t blame you. He’s gorgeous.”
    She sighed. “Please, not you, too.”
    â€œHey, I might be in a committed relationship, but I’m not blind to the merchandise around me.”
    Diana laughed and finally relaxed. “You better hope Caleb doesn’t hear you talking like that.”
    â€œ You better not tell him.”
    â€œNot as long as you make all bribes payable to Diana Guy.”
    Timothy shook his head. “You’re a shrewd business-woman.”
    â€œAh, flattery. Take ten percent off your bill then.” She winked.
    The auto shop loomed ahead and the weight of the world settled on her shoulders. “Any guess as to how much this is going to be?”
    â€œI thought you said they were running a special on brakes?” Timothy asked, frowning.
    â€œYeah, but since when does a repair estimate ever turn out to be accurate?”
    â€œGood point.” He parked the car and looked over at her. “If you need me to spot you a few, just say the word.”
    Diana patted his hand. “Thanks, but I should have enough.”
    When she went for the door, he stopped her and locked gazes. “You do know it’s okay to ask for help every once in a while, don’t you?”
    Her answer was yes, but her pride said no. “You’re a good friend, Tim.” She leaned over and kissed his cheek.
    He flashed her a smile. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
    She turned and got out of the car, but as expected, the repair bill was double what she’d been quoted. The explanation was the usual “we had to replace blah and blah” and “we didn’t take into account for such and such.” Disgusted, she wrote the check and hurried out.
    Like the dear friend he was, Timothy tailed her home. During the drive her depression returned. To the casual observer, Diana appeared to have nothing to complain about, but if anyone ever scratched the surface, reality painted a different picture.
    For the past year, she had been the sole caretaker of her ailing grandmother. The emotional strain alone often sent Diana spiraling out of control while the financial aspect had her straddling the line to bankruptcy.
    Cancer ravished their life savings and it seemed there wasn’t an end in sight. Through it all, Diana kept her personal problems private and battled everything the best way she could. She didn’t want, need or accept handouts or pity.
    Which is why it didn’t make sense for her to be attracted to someone as self-centered as Marcel Taylor. The man counted on others to solve not only his business problems but his personal ones, as well.
    Why should she search for a woman who didn’twant to be found? Diana had no doubts that if she were married to a man as emotionally challenged as Donald Taylor, she would need a vacation, too.
    She moaned. Her usual spiel wasn’t working. In the past, anger defused her attraction to Taylor—but not lately.
    A while later, she arrived at the Gables Apartments and pulled into her reserved space. She checked her watch and figured out that she had less than an hour to get her grandmother to the oncologist.
    Timothy parked next to her as she jumped out of her car. “Has anyone ever told you that you drive like a bat out of hell?”
    â€œJust everyone I know,” she yelled over her shoulder while she rushed toward her building. Seconds later, she breezed into her apartment.
    Her grandmother, Louisa Mae, and Vicki, the part-time nurse, looked up from the sofa when Diana entered the living room.
    Her grandmother smiled and tugged the white scarf around her head. “Hey, sweetie. You’re home early.” She patted the vacant cushion on her right. “Come watch the stories with us.”
    Diana’s hands settled on her hips. “Nana, how come you’re