The Single Dad's Second Chance by Brenda Harlen

For a few hours, I actually managed to forget that it was Valentine’s Day.” Then she impulsively touched her lips to his cheek. Instead, he waited until she’d unlocked the exterior door and said, “Well, I guess I’ll see you around.” He didn’t follow her into the building, because that might seem too pushy-and too much like a date. Instead, he parked in an empty spot designated for visitors and walked her to the door. When he approached the building, she suggested that he could just drop her off in front. They chatted amicably on the drive back to her apartment. “Two-twelve Parkside, just past Queen Street.” “I won’t know if it’s out of my way if you won’t tell me where you live,” he said logically. “I don’t want you to go out of your way.” She slipped on her own footwear and picked up the bowling shoes to return them to Grover. “It’s almost midnight-I’m not sending you home in a cab.” “You don’t have to take me home,” she protested. “Well, let’s turn in those snazzy shoes and get you home.” “No curfew, but I do have to be at the shop for my flower delivery in the morning.”

“Did I keep you out past your curfew?” he teased. Although he enjoyed the flirtatious banter, he wasn’t sure that either of them was ready to follow where a continuation of the conversation might lead.Īs the final score was noted, he caught Rachel stifling a yawn. And then she went back to the pink ball.Īndrew didn’t comment on her choice.

She did-and though she didn’t move the ball with much speed, she did manage to knock down six pins. “You don’t think I can handle your ball?” she said, tossing his innuendo back at him. “It’s heavier than the one you’ve been using,” he warned. “I want to see if I can knock down more pins with the green ball,” she said carefully. “Why don’t you use any ball except that green one?”

The Single Dad's Second Chance by Brenda Harlen