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“Was that Alyssa?” Jake asked when he got out of the truck. He scanned the vineyard. He’d only seen a flash but thought it looked like Alyssa. He focused back on Lana, shocked when she met his gaze with a harsh look.
“It was. We had a little talk.”
Jake looked back at DJ then to Lana. He didn’t want to talk about Alyssa in front of DJ, but he needed to know what Lana said to her.
“What did you do, Lana?”
“Hey DJ, will you get me a water? I’m thirsty.”
“Sure, Ma. Need anything Jake?”
Jake shook his head, his eyes never leaving Lana’s. It must be worse than he thought if she was sending DJ away.
When the door slammed to the house, Jake demanded answers. “What happened?”
“I told her she needed to stay away from you until she decided what she wanted to do. That it wasn’t fair to yo
