Chapter 21
AustinHis spur-of-the-moment idea to make sandwiches was brilliant!
Barkville had to have been a beehive of activity today, and if he knew Haley, she hadn’t had a bite to eat since this morning. An unwashed bowl sitting in the sink, with wheat-colored, soggy circles clinging to the bottom, had given him a clue. As Haley’s footsteps silenced behind the click of the bathroom door closing, Austin mentally patted himself on the back. Fixing dinner, or what would have to pass for it this evening, hadn’t been on his mind when he counted the minutes until leaving the office, but a heart-to-heart chat would settle best after they’d eaten.
Opening the lower cabinet, Austin grabbed a bag of bread from the sliding shelf. If the way to a man’s heart went through his stomach, he mused, he
