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her friends wouldn’t worry. It wasn’t like her to be rude. Except to Bowie. What if? No! He wouldn’t have come. Rejecting him before he could reject her was the smartest thing she could’ve done.

CHAPTER TWO

      Tanner had been right. He had a lot in common with Micah and Tyson. They had agreed to get together again soon. Even though he’d done his best to give them his full attention, his heart wasn’t in it. He couldn’t wait until the moment came when he could break away from them without being totally ill-mannered. All he got from Tanner was a smirk, but he waved Bowie on, telling him he’d call in a couple of days.
      But when Bowie walked back to the table where he’d left Cassie, she was gone. Her friends greeted him with a bit of amused curiosity. Bowie didn’t care. He was on a mission. “Did Cassie Cartwright leave?”
      A short dark-haired girl spoke up. “Yea, she left about a half hour ago.”
      “Was she going home?”
      With a shrug of her shoulders, the brunette answered, “Yea, I’m sure. She never stays long at these things.” Then as if she realized she was telling a man that her friend was alone and vulnerable, she edited her opinion. “I think she was meeting her boyfriend. He was taking her home.”
      Bowie knew it was highly possible Cassie had a date, but somehow it didn’t ring true.   She had run from him.
      Well, that was okay. He knew where to find her. Bowie was still confused, he couldn’t deny that. What did he want to happen with Cassie? Right now he didn’t know for sure. He didn’t want to hurt her, that much was certain. Did he want to see her again? Would it be wise to see her again? What his Uncle Michael always said kept running through his brain. ‘The universe has a way of giving you a sign. All you have to do is keep your eyes open.’ 
      Walking out the door, he turned to head toward his truck. Only a few steps from the door, something caught his eye on the ground. Bowie stopped and knelt down. “Well, how about that.” He picked up Cassie’s charm bracelet off the ground. “Thank you.” He acknowledged the sweet hand of fate. “I can handle things from here.”
    Bowie slipped the bracelet in his pocket and climbed into his truck. He was debating whether to deliver the lost item of jewelry to its owner tonight or wait till the next day when the phone rang. “Malone.”
    “Bowie, it’s Jacob. We need you. It’s Aron, he’s missing.”
      Bowie’s heart lurched in his chest. “Where? When? How?” After he’d been told, he started his truck and put it into gear. “I’ll catch a flight and meet you there.”

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    Cassie held the glass jar to her nose and took a whiff. “Got it.” She smiled. Capturing the delicate smell of honeysuckle had been tricky. After several attempts when she’d either gone too strong or too weak, she’d finally nailed it. The secret had been the addition of a tiny bit of night blooming jasmine. She ran a finger over the creamy mix, knowing it would soon harden into a long-burning candle which would provide someone with hours of enjoyment. Cassie sighed. She took pleasure in her work, thankful she had found something she enjoyed doing, which made enough money for her to be independent.
      Being handicapped complicated things. Lots of things.
      Rolling her wheelchair backward, she made her way to the dining table to pack a few more boxes for shipping. The UPS truck would come tomorrow and she had packages to send to a half dozen boutiques in and around the Austin area. Circle C Candles was finding its market and she couldn’t be happier.
      Well, she could.
      If she could have someone like Bowie Travis Malone in her life, she’d have nothing to complain about for eternity. But that wasn’t possible. And the sooner she stopped thinking about him, the better off she’d be.
      Taping up the bottom of the box, Cassie affixed a mailing label and her own special sticker depicting the W