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jeans, and the material of his shirt hugged his broad shoulders. Frank’s dark eyes were full of curiosity as he gazed at Cameron.
    Frank offered his hand. “I’m Frank.”
    Cameron still clutched his baseball cap in his left hand when the two men shook hands. “I’m Cameron Jacobs.” His deep voice wavered, and Emily wondered when he was going to leave. She was sure he was due to the next farm for pickup by now.
    Cameron placed his hat on his head. “Well, I’d better get going. Take care of yourself, Emily, and I’ll see you in a couple of days.” The screen door banged shut when he left.
    Frank drew his brows together, glaring at Cameron as he walked toward his milk truck. “Is he your boyfriend?” He sat at the table, still looking at her with those intense eyes. Emily sipped from her coffee cup, refusing to let his presence unnerve her.
    “He’s been asking me out for over a year.”
    “I can tell he likes you. You’ve never gone out with him?”
    She shrugged, again wondering why she couldn’t control her emotions. Her attraction to Frank was strong, stronger than what she’d ever felt for Cameron, yet Cameron was a Christian and they shared the same passionate faith in God. Why couldn’t she feel physically attracted to Cameron?
    She finished her coffee and went to the cupboard to get a box of cereal. She poured cornflakes into a large bowl then gestured toward the box. “Did you want some cereal?”
    He shook his head and touched his stomach. “I don’t want any breakfast this morning.”
    She peered at him again, and he squirmed beneath her intense gaze. “Your eyes are red.”
    He sighed, scooting his chair back. “I don’t feel well this morning.”
    She let the subject drop, adding milk and banana to her cereal. She dipped her spoon into the bowl, and he waited a few minutes before speaking. “So, why are you going to the auction today if you’re not planning on purchasing any cows?”
    In between large bites of cereal, she explained. “My father and I used to go to the auction as a social outlet. We’d talk to other farmers, look at the animals being auctioned off—that sort of thing. Sometimes we’d sell our beef cattle there, but I don’t have one that’s old enough to sell right now.” She stopped eating, gathering her thoughts. “We’d already planned to go today … before he passed. And I just want to go because I like going.”
    When she finished her cereal, she drank the last of the milk from the bowl, and Frank chuckled, gazing at her fondly. “That’s the biggest bowl of cereal I’ve ever seen a woman eat.”
    She smiled back. “I told you milking those cows every morning and doing chores makes me work up an appetite.”
    “Did your farm help come this morning?” he asked before she rinsed out her cereal bowl and placed it in the dishwasher.
    She nodded. “Yes, one of them did show up, and that was great. They’ve been doing pretty good since Casey had her calf.” When she was finished in the kitchen, she went to her bedroom to get her purse. “Are you ready to go?” she asked as she removed her keys from her handbag. Frank nodded, and she locked the door before they headed to his vehicle.
    After they were settled in his car, he turned the air conditioning up as he pulled away from the house. “You’ll need to tell me where to go since I left the directions at my apartment.” She settled into the leather seat, taking pleasure in the cool air. “Do you know when they’re going to get your truck repaired?”
    “They had to order some parts. It shouldn’t be too much longer before it’s fixed. Probably next week sometime.” When he stopped at a light, he removed a pair of shades from his glove compartment. He placed his sunglasses over his eyes. “Did your mom ever tell you why she hired me without asking you first?”
    Emily sighed, folding her arms in front of her. “Yes.” She briefly explained what had been said during the conversation she’d