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Troy was enjoying this "Would it be divulging too ain and stopped knitting for a htly, she said, "You squint"
"I most certainly do not," Troy said
"Oh, but, Troy, you do Your eyes narrow and you frown It’s like you’re trying to read tiny, tiny print"
As if to prove the opposite, he widened his eyes, which ht
"When did you first see this ‘tell’ of mine?"
"Christmas"
The only real interaction he could re had dragged hi Faith had been with her son and her grandchildren, and they’d met there
"Can you besuddenly deht I ran into you at the tree farht "Ah, yes"
"I knew the instant I saw you that you didn’t want to be there"
That an’s sake The choosing and chopping down of the Christh he’d tried to beg off, his daughter had insisted
"You were furious with me, as I recall"
"Yes, I was," she said
"But you aren’t anyer at hi about your ‘tell,’ reestured toward her "By all ," she said, herwith a sht when you saw me"
"And you pretended you hadn’t noticed me"
"Not as successfully as I’d hoped," she said, auess this htly
"Not with ersthe yarn onto the needles
Troy had never asked her what she was knitting He thought of the socks she’dof nostalgia--and re’s been going on around here, has it?"
Faith looked away "Nothing of significance"
"Faith…"
Sighing heavily, she stared down at her knitting "Soarbage can No harm done"
Troy rubbed his face "I wish I knehy you’ve been targeted for this vandalism"
"I wish I did, too"
"If only we--"
"I’ve done everything you’ve suggested," she broke in, a bit defensively "Scott was over last week and set up e Don’t worry, Troy, nothing’s happened since lanced at the door "You’ll call if anything else comes up?"
"I will," she promised
"I mean it, Faith"
She walked him to the door and wrapped her arms around him Troy held her close, loath to release her He wanted to kiss her, but needed a sign, an indication that she wanted his kiss It came a few seconds later when she turned her lips to his TheirThey’d known passion, but this gentleness was different and in soht that possible
When he ended the kiss, he pressed his chin against her hair and breathed in her perfuain Or would he have to find another convenient excuse to visit?
Ten minutes later Troy pulled into his own driveway He couldn’t rele detail of the ride between Faith’s house on Rosewood Lane and his own place at 92 Pacific Boulevard His conversation with Charlotte Rhodes that afternoon weighed heavily on his iven hih
As Troy stepped out of his car, he realized there was a second vehicle parked outside his house The doors opened and two ht dinized one as the mayor; the other was his brother, the attorney
"Louie," Troy said, extending his hand to the ruffly, "as ainst this, but he insisted"