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completely tickled at seeing them together. Aiden was right; they actually got along very well.
    “The fishing is best in the early morning before the lake gets too busy. Would you like to come fishing with me tomorrow morning?” Dad offered and Aiden readily accepted. Dad glanced at me, eyebrows raised in question. “You don’t mind, do you?”
    I tamped down a surge of worry and gave him a stiff smile. “No, of course not. You two have fun. I’ll just putz around here and read or something.” Dad squeezed me on the shoulder, then went back to the card game. I excused myself and went outside to quietly freak out.
    “A whole day of fishing, and Aiden alone with my dad! What the hell is he thinking?” I hissed at the air. Pacing back and forth, I imagined all the ways things could go south. I kicked a pinecone and it skidded off the entrance to the outdoor bathroom, upsetting a cricket resting on the path.
    Aiden’s calm voice interrupted my thoughts.
    Dinna fash yourself, lass. I know that you’re worried, but it will be fine. Trust me.
    After some deep breaths, I went back inside, determined to ignore the stress eating a hole in my stomach. After they’d played a few hands of cards, Aiden got up from the table.
    “Well, I’ll be taking my leave now. Thank you, sir, for the game. I enjoyed it very much. I’ll leave you two, since I’m sure you’d like to spend some time alone with your daughter.” Aiden tipped his head in farewell.
    “Why don’t you join us for dinner? I’m sure we’ll have enough,” Dad offered, looking to me for confirmation and I nodded. Aiden’s eyes met mine for a moment, dazzling blue and dancing with victory. My heart skipped a beat.
    You did it! I sent him the message in my mind and he winked at me.
    Nae, we did it. We’re a team.
    I caught Dad looking at us out of the corner of my eye and I realized we’d been standing there staring at each other too long.
    “Uh, yeah, lots of food. Come by. That’d be great. You and…” I stammered and Dad’s lips twitched with amusement. “Okay, I’m gonna shut up now.” I dropped my gaze to the floor, a vicious blush heating my cheeks.
    Aiden squeezed my hand. “I’d be delighted. Thank you, sir, for the kind invitation.”
    Dad stood up and clapped him on the shoulder as they walked to the door. “You don’t have to call me ‘sir.’ I’m not your drill sergeant. Call me Gary, all right? We’ll see you back here around six o’clock for dinner.” Aiden thanked him again and slipped out the door.
    My heart was singing at how well the exchange had gone, aside from tripping on my own tongue. I sat on the sofa with my feet tucked under me, unable to suppress a grin.
    Dad plopped down next to me and patted my knee. “He’s a nice young man. His hair is too long, but he’s very polite. At least he doesn’t wear his pants hanging off his butt like kids do these days.”
    “Daaaad!” I protested.
    “What? They do!” He grinned and I crossed my arms in a huff, but my face was frozen in a gleeful smile that I couldn’t get rid of, no matter how hard I tried to look offended. “Relax, I liked him. And I can tell you like him, too.”
    “Yeah, I do,” I replied, in the understatement of the century.
    All of a sudden, his face took on a pained expression. He stood up and started pacing in front of me, running his hand through his hair. “Listen, Lindsey…” he began, but then trailed off, struggling to find the right words. “I’m not sure how to say this and maybe I’m far too late for this kind of thing anyway.” He frowned at me like he was disappointed but not angry, like that one time I broke the living room lamp playing ball in the house. Guilt soured my stomach in conditioned response and I racked my brain to think of what I’d done wrong.
    “Look, he’s a good looking fella and I saw the way you were looking at him. You, being here alone at the cabin all this time, and he doesn’t have a job. I mean, what