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short stubble of an overnight beard making him look a little rugged.
    “Yup. Breakfast. You. Me… and this great little waffle house across town.”
    Wow… that was smooth. I think of the prescription in my pocket and know there is no way to gracefully turn him down.
    I try to configure this all, to see how I can possible make this work. I would never, ever, have accepted a date from him. Well… maybe in another life I would have, before coming to a place like Chisolm, as he’s exactly what my type used to be.
    But since I’ve seen the other type of men out there, the kind that make my body scream and connect with my soul….
    Wait!
    What am I talking about?
    That’s the type of guy who got me into this mess in the first place, that nearly destroyed me. On second thought, maybe I should give Harris a chance. He’s educated, successful, polite… everything that looks good on paper.
    He’s safe .
    “Breakfast sounds great. Just give me a few minutes to freshen up… that is… if I’m discharged?”
    He signs off on the slip, officially releasing me from my little E.R. visit. “I’ll meet you downstairs by the employee entrance.”
    With a quick little wink that’s boyishly cute, he leaves me be to wonder what the hell I’ve just done.
     
    ~*~
     
    Thank God I have a spare set of clothes stashed in my locker. I don’t remember exactly when I made the decision to keep them there, but I’m thankful regardless, and it keeps me from looking like a shapeless marshmallow in my scrubs.
    The skinny jeans and fitted top are slightly wrinkled from being crumpled in my metal employees locker but it’s still an improvement. I throw on a gauzy little scarf and touch up my makeup before heading down to find Harris exactly where he’d said he’d be.
    I swallow hard and build up enough courage to look beyond him out the doors to where Clink is still perched. I can’t help but notice the stark contrast in the two men as I shift back and forth between them.
    The windows and doors are tinted against the sunlight but Clink lifts his eyes from his phone just as I’m taking him in, somehow aware of it.
    It’s been nearly an hour since I first saw him standing guard out there, and a small part of me is surprised he’s stuck it out and is still there, even if he’s unaware of what’s behind my delay.
    I guess I had subconsciously wished he would have given up and left, made this easier on me. But then again, Clink never seems to be that considerate to what might be best for others… just himself.
    Bastard.
    “You all right, Charlie?”
    Harris can see the building frustration, no doubt, on my face as the man outside, once the man of my dreams but now the man of my nightmares, is getting me worked up again.
    I pull myself together, and decide how best to handle all of this.
    And then it hits me.
    If Clink is thinking he can just bombard me as I go to my car… then, boy, is he in for a surprise. Let’s see if he likes the little show I’m going to put on for him.
    “Me?” I turn on my charm, reaching for his arm and locking elbows with him. “I’m better now, actually.”
    I lower my shades, knowing my eyes will be a dead giveaway to Clink.
    Harris leads me to the exit, as the mechanical doors work their magic and put us on full display to my fucked-up suitor blocking my car in with his Harley.
    As soon as we clear into the sunlight, I make sure to laugh heartily and as femininely as I can, squeezing Harris’s arm.
    I see Clink jump to attention, straightening up from his slouched position and ripping off his sunglasses.
    I should win a damn Academy Award for the acting job I’m putting on right now. Harris seems to be eating it up and, although he doesn’t know it, he plays right into my plan by taking advantage of the moment and moving his arms to rest over my shoulders, pulling me in tight.
    “I’ll drive,” he volunteers.
    I laugh again, this time letting my hair whip around.
    “Anything you say, doctor