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Chapter Eleven

Heather awoke to an empty bed, momentarily depressed to find her room empty “Damn curfews”

It was an ordinary rooe dormitory, with its standard bed, leather and soain, she couldn’t recall seeing leather in college dor space

The large bay ith itsseat was nice, and the pine hardwood floors were pretty More ily dirt-free The Vance brothers hadn’t been big on cleanliness

After a hot stea jeans and a white tee She tossed on a jacket, gathered her hair between two hands and thrust it atop her head, securing it in a quick, loose bun Minutes later, she entered the somewhat vacant café and chose a corner booth Hersoon

She grinned then as she thought of her boyfriends and reached for the menu, tucked between the napkin holder and condithy description of the “troubled and hungry man’s” breakfast and more nutritious selections

Were Gabe, Justin, and Curt her boyfriends? The giddy feeling swam inside her and her nipples hardened as soon as she returned to recent memories

She fanned her face with thetoward her “Must’ve been so”

“Detective Brice” Iuard, she set aside her menu “Isn’t that an inappropriate way to talk to a witness?”

“If so, I apologize,” he said, shrugging off his jacket “May I join you?”

If he valued his life, it probably wasn’t a wise move Gabe didn’t like hiation without being there, too

“Sure,” sheto the phone

“See how this place works?” Detective Brice grinned “I’ve never been here but I’ve heard about it froht now, the little blonde is calling one of your protectors I’ the obsessive one—Mr Reynolds—will join us shortly If not Reynolds, perhaps your brother”

“If you haven’t visited Trouble in the past, I should consider myself lucky You came all this way just for me” She left the spunk out of her voice and noticed the blonde one again as she hung up the phone discreetly, avoided eye contact and then grabbed two coffee s and filled them

“You look like coffee drinkers,” she said, approaching them with a smile “I’m Serena You must be Heather”