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“Sorabbed a couple of plates and spoons “Let’s try this pie, huh?”

“I’ve got to get going”

“Aspen, you’re so tired you’re swaying Sit for a moment No doubt you’ve been on your feet all day What ti?”

If he’d snapped and snarled at her she could have resisted Would have walked out But this softer, cajoling side of him was too difficult to resist

“Five”

“Didn’t your shift at the diner end a few hours ago?”

She looked at her watch “Yeah I stayed behind to bake a few pies They always sell well over the weekend And the extra money is handy”

“Your mom’s with the boys?”

“Yeah Thanks again for taking her into Freestown the other night” Another exa her out

She sat in the chair he pulled out frorabbed two plates, filled theht “Want a drink?”

She shook her head and forked up sohtly, and she hoped he didn’t notice

He didn’t say anything so she figured she was safe She took a bite of the cherry pie The rich crusther with tart berry

“Renard is right This is really good,” Saxon told her

“You don’t need to sound so surprised” But she sainst him