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Oninto my work clothes I ran into Jeanne on my way out
“How are you doing, sweetheart?” she said, stopping in the doorway to her home office “I’ve barely spoken with you for a week, it seems”
“I’ extra shifts Went out dancing last night”
“Good for you,” she said and came closer to me She was in her fifties and was still attractive, with her salt and pepper hair in a bob, herbusiness casual “You know, it’s tiain Dan would want it”
I glanced away, not sure what Dan would want
“I ht in the eyes “He wouldn’t want you to become a spinster He loved you and wanted you to be happy So,” she said and leaned closer “Be happy”
We hugged and I didn’t say anything but it ood to hear that from her lips For the past fewallthe cash in the odsend I was so lucky to have a friend illing to help h the hard times in my life
I pulled the afternoon shift as a bartender and instead of Steve, Brent worked in his place The usual crowd ca for a drink and dinner in the restaurant, young people partying it up I wondered if Beckett would show up and when, but by nine o’clock, he was still a no-show I thought he ht arrive early and sit at the bar so we could talk Perhaps he’d changed his mind Maybe I was more trouble than I orth
I was so attracted to hiht would have ended up in bed – on the bathroom counter, on the floor – wherever If only it hadn’t been for that scar of his…
When I thought about last night, I cringed inwardly Why would any guy put up with soe? He was hot enough that he could have any wo some if and when he wanted
So why keep after h I ran a hand over ht and a shade of red that was almost auburn I was told I had nice eyes – Dan used to tell ure was curvy – what Beckett called lush I had decent enough fashion sense, when I had a need to use it
But overall, there were ht Beckett could have gone ho at hi to each other about him
He wanted me
In other words, I wasn’t an easy lay, which he could have with any number of women I was complicated I had issues I would take time
Why et that question out of h to say why not?