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there wouldn’t be a shop by the end of the month.
    A man stood with his back to her perusing the shelves behind the cash register. Strange, she didn’t get many men in the shop outside of Valentine’s Day and Christmas.
    “May I help you?” As the gentleman turned to face her, her stomach flipped in pleasure. “Jason!” A slow simmer of need began deep in her belly, replacing the cold emptiness that had taken up residence since Thad’s betrayal. She was wrong. Jason Westlake made her want again. He was dangerous but God did he look good in a suit. “What a surprise.”
    “Hi, I uh,” he shrugged. “I was just over at the coffee shop and I saw the lights were still on over here and I guess I was just being sort of nosy. I wanted to see where you worked.”
    Jason had lied smoothly—he was getting good at it, he thought. “This is nice. Is it just you here?” He wondered how much she would confide in him.
    “Yes, for now. The economy, you know. I had to let my staff go.” That could be true, he’d give her the benefit of the doubt, but thought it was more than likely she couldn’t afford to pay them because of the pending lawsuit. He’d read up on that after school. But then again, he knew first-hand that most of what was on the Internet was complete and utter bullshit. The only information he believed to be true was what Henry had divulged.
    “Are you almost done for the night?”
    “Yes, I was just going to close up when I heard the bell.”
    “Well, go ahead, do what you need to do. I’ll wait and walk you out.”
    “Oh, you don’t have to do that.”
    Steadily, watching her, he said, “I want to.” He saw the pulse in her neck quicken. He grinned in satisfaction. Yeah, she was feeling the same zing of sexual chemistry that he was. But would she allow herself to go with it or would she be too gun-shy to give him a shot?
    She slid behind the counter and began to count the cash.
    “Not many sales today?”
    “No,” she said downheartedly. “It was a slow day.”
    “Well, maybe tomorrow will be better.”
    Graciously, she smiled as she stuffed the few twenties into the overnight bank deposit bag. After closing the register, she then turned off all the lights except for the one in the display window. She retrieved her purse from underneath the counter and slung it over her shoulder.
    Jason followed her out of the door. She locked it then dropped the keys into her bag.
    “It almost doesn’t seem worth taking to the bank, does it?” She held the green bank bag in her hand but when she looked up at him another pang of pure lust shot straight to his gut. He thrust his hands into his pockets, knowing what would happen next. The kid was right—either the brain or the cock got the blood flow, never at the same time.
    “You doing that right now?”
    “Yes, it’s on the way to my car anyway. The bank is just down there.” She pointed to the neon sign down the street. He didn’t like the thought of her walking all that way alone with any amount of cash on her.
    He looked up at the sky. “It’s a nice night, mind if I walk with you?”
    “No. Sure.” As she put one sexy foot in front of the other, he dropped in beside her. “So how was your day?” 
    An unbidden image of Lainey standing in his kitchen, asking him that very same question as he came home from work, popped into his mind. He shook his head.
    “It was good, I guess. It’s hard to keep their attention on a Friday and it gets worse later in the day. Their minds are on parties and dances and shopping, and friends, and God knows what else. They couldn’t care less what comes out of my mouth an hour before the bell rings.”
    “Teaching is a noble profession. I think you are a very brave man to take up the challenge as your ‘calling’ as you referred to it. I couldn’t do it. I guess that’s why I only ever had one child. I couldn’t imagine having more than one at a time to see after and discipline,