Chapter 2
TREY ARRIVED AT THE Spring House early. He told himself it was because he wanted to get out of his office or because he wanted a chance to set the stage, so he’d have the upper hand at this meeting. But he was kidding himself. Nothing about the private little solarium overlooking Hope Springs said business meeting. The wine, the candles, the view. They were all trappings of a date. Having Louis set everything up had been yet another delaying tactic, the latest in a long line of them he’d employed in an effort to avoid coming face-to-face with Sandra Crawford since he’d started doing business in her town.
The God’s honest truth was that he was nervous for the first time in decades. Peytons didn’t get nervous. They made others nervous with their wealth, their prestige, their cont
