She rolled over and tossed a pillow over her eyes, hoping to block out the increasing rays from the sun and the thoughts rippling through her mind, but it didn’t seem to help with the latter. How would she thank Alec for returning her car if she wasn’t supposed to know it was him? What if Sophie was right and Joe wasn’t her secret admirer at all, but Alec was? As much as Valerie was beginning to like Joe, as she finally started to fall back to sleep, she began to realize she secretly hoped it wasn’t the disheveled vet tech at all, but the quiet DJ with the sparkling emerald eyes.
Valerie was up again before her alarm went off the second time. She dressed in thick black leggings, a long red sweater that went almost to her knees, and her black boots that went just past her calves. Once she
