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Visit From A Friend
Bailey Bank and Trust, Alvin, Texas
Peyton leaned an elbow on her office desk and daydreamed about meeting the man who’d saved her. He was no fantasy; he was real, and she knew it. Peyton couldn’t stop herself from thinking about him.
“Girl, you better snap out of it before Mr. Lorrance catches you again,” Kiki said. “Besides, you’ve got a customer waiting.”
The man that stood before her was dressed in rough blue jeans, a sleeveless t-shirt, and leather vest. He looked like he’d just been dropped out of a movie set where they were filming a low-budget biker flick.
“Oh, yes sir. How can I help you?” Peyton cleared her throat and cast a nervous glance at Kiki.
“My name’s Will,” he said, removing his thick black sunglasses. “Wanted to get some information about a
