lacked—being part of a family. Having been moved from foster home to foster home as she grew up was a big reason she was such a loner. It was easier to keep distant from people so as not to get her expectations dashed.
Torger put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her against his side. He met her gaze with laughter in his eyes. “If Cameron acts up, you can smack him over the nose with a rolled up newspaper like a bad puppy.”
She looked over at Cameron, who shook his head and rolled his eyes.
“Nice,” Cameron said. “I’m a pup, am I? At least I’m not an old dog.”
Apparently, they liked to use dog references between them when they wanted to make a dig at each other. Rikki found it amusing. As did they.
“Woof, woof,” Torger said with a chuckle.
The waitress returned with Rikki’s and Torger’s coffees and donuts. Once she placed them in front of them, she left. Torger released Rikki, and she took a sip of her coffee. It was good. After a bite of the donut, she let out a sigh of contentment.
“It’s good, isn’t it?” Cameron asked with a smile. “They have the best donuts. I found this place shortly after I moved here, and I’ve come every day since. Devin, Waverly’s brother, makes all of them.”
Rikki nodded. “It is good. Torger told me Waverly’s family owned the coffee shop, and that she and Brolach work here.”
“It just so happened that was how I found Brolach. Kaisa and Torger had been searching for the older brother they knew they had but hadn’t met. They’d gotten a lead that pointed to him being around this part of South Dakota. I came ahead of them, and accidently ran in to Brolach at the shop one day. He’d only been in Lemmon a day. That was a couple months ago. And he and Waverly had just met.”
She looked at Torger. “I thought you said Waverly and Brolach were married?”
“They are,” he replied.
“Wow, your brother must be a fast worker to have married Waverly after only knowing her a couple months.”
“You could say that. I guess when you know you’ve met the right person there’s no point in waiting.”
The way Torger looked at her, as if he were talking about her, made Rikki swallow and her heart beat a little faster. Did he really think along those lines after only knowing her for a day? She wasn’t one of those people who believed in love at first sight. To be honest, she hadn’t had much experience with that emotion.
Rikki broke eye contact with Torger and concentrated on eating her donut and drinking her coffee. He did the same, but as the conversation shifted to other topics, she felt him glancing at her every so often.
Cameron drained the rest of his coffee, then said, “I guess I’m going to head off and do some hunting. Kaisa, you going to join me?”
Torger’s sister nodded. “Sure.”
“You’re hunters?” Rikki asked. “I’m not, but I didn’t think there was anything in season yet, not until the fall. That’s another month away.”
Kaisa and Cameron looked at each other before Torger answered for them. “Cameron didn’t mean he was actually going out hunting. He’s helping us find relatives on our mother’s side of the family. He refers to it as being on the hunt. For information.”
“Ah,” Rikki said as she nodded. “I gotcha. I guess if I ever wanted to look in to my mother’s family, I should talk to Cameron then. Being raised in foster care, I wouldn’t even know where to start.”
Kaisa pushed Cameron. “Let’s go.” Her gaze seemed to settle on a man who appeared around Rikki’s age, who’d stepped through a door that led to the kitchen. “Now before Devin gets here.”
Cameron shook his head and chuckled, but did as Kaisa had said. He slid out of the booth so she could as well, then they hurriedly left the coffee shop.
Rikki turned to Torger. “What was that all about?”
He laughed. “Devin likes Kaisa, and has been trying to convince her for the last couple months to go out on a date
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