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the guts to ask you to lunch.” The second the words left his mouth, he wanted to kick himself. He was twenty-seven years old, for God’s sake. He just sounded like a fifteen year old teenager that had no clue how to treat a woman. “I mean…”
    “Yes,” Lacey answered, interrupting him. He stared at her for several seconds, unsure if he really heard her just say yes that easily. She said yes? She said yes.
    “Really?”
    “Really,” she teased. She was teasing him now? “It’s the least I can do, after you were so kind to bring me a birthday present.” Wait. Was this a pity date? “Stop overthinking it.”
    It was his turn to be shocked. How did she know that he was doing exactly that, overthinking things?
    “There’s a great little deli down the road we go to all the time. I have some work to do but I’ll be back in about an hour and we can go. Sound good?”
    “Sounds good,” Brant answered. “I’ll be right here whenever you’re ready.” She turned to walk away. “Oh, Lacey? Don’t forget to read your card.”
     

     
    “Want me to drive?” Lacey asked as he held open the door for her. “It’s about a mile away, but I wouldn’t suggest we walk.”
    Brant looked over at her, the way the Tennessee sunshine reflected honey and a little red in her brown hair, and he momentarily forgot what she asked. “I get to be chauffeured to lunch? Lead the way, my lady.”
    Lacey laughed, and he found himself wondering if she was generally a happy person or if he was really bringing that out in her more today. Stopping in front of a red two-door Honda Accord, she unlocked the doors. “Here it is.”
    “Nice ride,” he commented, sliding into the passenger seat. While he preferred trucks, for many reasons, the sleek car suited her.
    “Thanks,” she said, pulling out of the parking space. “It was my first new car ever. I bought it a couple months ago when I graduated from veterinary school.”
    “Quite an accomplishment,” Brant commented. “Did you always want to be a vet?”
    “Yes,” she answered immediately. “I’ve always loved animals. My mom and I used to take care of all sorts of strays when I was a kid.”
    “I’ve always loved animals, too. I grew up on a ranch.”
    “Really! I always wanted to have one. Do you work there?”
    “No,” Brant answered. “I went to college and have my Masters in Business Administration, but I never wanted to take over the family business.”
    “I can understand wanting to make your own way,” she answered, pulling in to the parking lot of the deli. “So what do you do?”
    “I’m a fitness model,” Brant said.
    Lacey turned to him, her face registering surprise. “Really! How long have you been doing that?”
    “I was scouted in high school for small print modeling. Mostly local stuff. As I got into college and really got into fitness, I got an agent and started doing more.”
    Lacey stepped from the car, and he followed. “So, you’re in magazines and stuff?”
    “Yes, I’ve been in some,” he replied. “I’ve done a few book covers as well. I do a lot of print work, advertisements and things also. Mostly products and fitness ads.”
    “So your goal is to travel the world and model?”
    For some reason, he thought the questions she was asking were more than her just being curious. It sounded like an interview. “My career has grown in leaps and bounds over the last few years. In this industry, by my age you are usually passed over for someone younger, but I’ve seemed to continue to be successful. So, to answer your question, I’m not sure where this is going to take me, but I love it and it’s a dream come true.”
    “That’s fabulous,” Lacey said, training her gaze on the menu in front of her. Brant watched her, wondering what she was thinking. “What do you want to do… after?”
    Ah, the million dollar question. What was he going to do once he was too old to keep modeling? “I’ve thought about becoming an agent,