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didn’t do anything.”
    “You saved my career and my sanity.” He checked on Kate, who was kneeling down, browsing the books. “Can I buy you a coffee …” He shrugged uncomfortably. “As thanks?”
    There was something unusual about the man standing in front of her. It wasn’t just that he was so unlike Kent Downer of last night. No, there was something about him that had Libby’s story sense tingling.
    “Throw in some painkillers and you have a deal,” she said as she stood and placed her bag over her shoulder.
    “There’s bound to be a drugstore around here.” His smile was uncertain as he gazed over his shoulder – it wasn’t the easy grin that had made his fans crazy in the studio last night, but Libby’s heart still sped up a little.
    “There is,” she said. “I just need to say goodbye to the owner.”
    “I’d better check how many books we’re coming home with. I really need to buy her an e-reader.”
    “And miss the fun of lugging tons of books around?” Libby laughed. “I’ll see you at the counter.”
    She walked over to the owner, who was standing with his arms crossed watching her. “Thank you for your hospitality today,” she said as she held out her hand.
    “You’re welcome.” He shook her hand.
    He was one of those men with an overly firm handshake and Libby winced. She extracted her hand as Adrian and Kate came over carrying a pile of books.
    “You sure you can carry all of those, kiddo?” Adrian asked.
    “Absolutely.” Kate dumped them with relish on the counter.
    The owner’s demeanor softened slightly as he rang up the total. Adrian paid and gave Kate the bag of books. “Come on, I’ll buy you a cup of hot chocolate.”
    As Libby fell in step beside them, Kate asked, “Is Libby coming too?”
    “Sure. I owe her a cup of coffee.”
    “Yes!” Kate whooped.
    ***
    The coffee shop was relatively quiet and Adrian was glad. He didn’t know what had possessed him to ask Libby out for coffee. Yes, he was grateful she’d helped him last night, but he didn’t do coffee dates, especially not as Adrian. He never knew what to say.
    Kate led them to a table at the back and took the seat by the wall. He sat next to her with Libby opposite. Seeing her hand, the guilt washed over him again. He’d been so caught up in his own fears he hadn’t realized how tightly he’d gripped her hand. He’d hurt her without thought and hadn’t even thanked her. He didn’t know how he could be so oblivious.
    Perhaps hurting people was part of his genetic make-up.
    Before he could examine the idea a waitress came over to take their order. Libby ordered a slice of pecan pie to go with her coffee.
    After the waitress left they sat in silence for a moment. Adrian glanced at Libby, then at Kate. What did he say now? Sorry I was such a jerk last night. Sorry I didn’t notice your pain.
    “Do you have a concert tonight?” she asked.
    “Yes.” He checked his watch. “I’ve got a couple of hours before I have to be back at the venue.”
    “Are you going, Kate?”
    “Yep. George is going to look after me now Emily’s gone.”
    “George, the grump?”
    Adrian drew his brows together and then remembered Kate had called George a grump in the bookstore earlier. George had not been happy about Emily quitting. He and Kate shared a smile.
    “George is my manager. He’s looking after Kate at the concert tonight, as Kate’s nanny had to leave us and I haven’t had a chance to find a new one.” He shouldn’t be telling her this. Usually when he met a woman he would stick to basic information, but then again, he didn’t often meet a woman as Adrian who also knew he was Kent Downer.
    “It must be exciting to see the concert from backstage. I’ve always wanted to see what goes on behind the scenes,” Libby commented.
    “Nuh-uh,” Kate said. “It gets boring after a while, which is why Emily used to look after me in the hotel while Uncle Ade worked.”
    His anger at Emily surfaced. She’d