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    “How come you have basically nothing?” asked Gus. “You owned a restaurant before ya went to the slammer. What happened to all your stuff anyway?”
    “Everything I owned was sold to pay back my fines and back taxes.”
    “Everything?” he asked.
    Levi shook his head sadly, knowing he’d screwed up big time and paid for it in the end.
    “Well you’re dealing with me now. And the deal I had with Thomas was to let you have a room. He didn’t say nothin’ about no shower.”
    “Fine,” said L evi. “I’ll figure something out, don’t worry about it. Now I need to get dressed and get to the meeting.” He went to close the door again, but Gus stopped it once more.
    “Oh, I forgot ta tell ya, Angel also said you were to swing by and pick up that dame they got renting the cottage too.”
    “What? Oh, hell, you’ve got to be kidding.” Levi slammed the door before Gus could tell him he had to do anything else. He didn’t have a watch, but Gus told him he needed to be there in a half hour. Not a problem if he hadn ’t had a detour to pick up Candace. Now he’d have to drive twice as fast just to try to make it there in time.
     
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    Candace paced back and forth on the porch of the cabin, glancing at her wristwatch. Levi was nowhere in site, and according to what Angel told her, the meeting started over fifteen minutes ago. Angel had insisted on taking Valentine and Vance with her and the kids in the SUV and would meet them at the swearing-in ceremony. Candace would have just gone with her, but there was no more room in the car. Her kids didn’t really like it out here but they enjoyed being around the other children, so agreed to go.
    Just then, the sound of a car that obviously needed a muffler broke through the woods and she spied a small, dented and rusted hideous bright green convertible pulling up the gravel driveway leading to the cabin.
    Levi shut off the motor and jumped over the side, meeting her as she made her way to the car. She wore a sundress with heels, trying to look prof essional since she was a TV personality and had to keep up her appearances at all times.
    “Ready to go?” he asked in a low voice.
    “Where were you?” she asked, once more looking at her watch. “The meeting started nearly twenty minutes ago.”
    “Don’t worry,” he said. “They’ll chew the fat til I get there. No on e knows how to stop the chitter-chatter but me. Believe me, the meeting won’t start until I say so.”
    “Excuse me for saying, but you sound a little pompous. And I still can’t believe they let a jailbird be mayor.”
    She stepped on a stone with her heels and stumbled. He was there instantly with one arm around her waist and the other under her armpit to steady her.
    “Even jailbirds deserve a second chance, Candy.”
    She was so close to his face. His hair was wet and he smelled like harsh soap. His clothes were wrinkled and she realized he still wore what he had on yesterday.
    His blue eyes bore into her and she felt her heart skip a beat. By the heat from his hands on her skin, she realized how close his fingers were to the side of her breast. Thoughts flitted through her mind of the last time she’d seen him. Of the torrid love they’d made that night and the undying passion he’d displayed in bed. He may seem like a cool, careless, no-good womanizer, but the feelings he’d brought out in her had her squirming now, just remembering what he’d done to lure those emotions from her.
    He’d brought her to her peak and screaming for more, several times that night. Oh, yes, he’d said it was a night he’d never forget, and neither would she. And she’d never been able to look at whipped cream, honey and an assortment of other food items in the same way after that one glorious night they’d spent together.
    “I thought about you every day while I was in prison,” he said so soft ly it was almost a whisper. He pulled her body closer to him and before she knew it she