BEFORELife settled into routine. Work with Hugh on the house in the morning, listening to the radio for reports of escalating skirmishes out west. Meet Liam for lunch or dinner, depending on his schedule for the day. Make out like teenagers in the refinished front parlor at the bed and breakfast if they met for dinner on a night she didn’t work.
Dating in the past was a different beast than to which she was accustomed. She’d have dragged Liam to her room ages ago, but he pulled away the one time she pressed his hand to her breast.
Apparently, he worried he was moving too fast for her.
She’d bitten her tongue so hard she tasted blood, but mind won out over body.
On the nights she worked, she kept watch from her seat at the end of the bar, nursing a beer or cocktail and chatting with Lyr
