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the man was otherwise occupied and looked out the window toward the blue water and white sails in the harbor. It really was a beautiful day. I was about to say as much when Tara kicked the side of my leg, harder this time.
    I glanced at her.
    She gave me a look that let me know she wasn’t happy with me.
    “What?” I mouthed without making a sound.
    “Stop scratching,” she mouthed back.
    Suddenly I realized that I’d been scratching the entire time we’d been in the office. I looked down at my arms, which were red with welts from my nails.
    “Dammit,” I said aloud just as Mr. Bradford hung up.
    “Is there a problem?” he asked.
    “No, not at all,” I lied, though it was apparent to me that my little Romeo had fleas that he’d kindly transferred to me when I’d cuddled with him before coming into town.
    “You were saying?” Mr. Bradford asked Tara as I used every ounce of willpower I possessed to sit still and not scratch.
    “I wanted to ask about the timeline for the loan approval process,” Tara answered. “I’ve already begun lining up contractors so we can get started as soon as the money is available.”
    “Once everything is in order loan approval should only take a few days. I like what I see; however, I’d like the two of you to rework your proposal so that the concerns I’ve outlined are addressed. Now that the building is quarantined and we’re in a waiting pattern, the urgency to get the space sold has lessened considerably.”
    I began to squirm around in my chair.
    “Is everything okay?” Mr. Bradford asked me.
    “Everything is perfect.” I smiled in return.
    “I’d like to set up another meeting to discuss your ideas further once you’ve had the chance to think about the things we’ve discussed today.”
    “That’s acceptable to me. Caitlin?” Tara turned to look at me. I was scratching like crazy by this point. She pleaded with her eyes for me to get it under control.
    I jumped up. “I have to go. I’ll talk to you later,” I said to Tara as I ran out the office door and out of the building. I simply couldn’t sit there one more minute while the tiny aliens that had invaded my body snacked on my flesh.
    The thought of riding all the way home with the fleas nipping at my skin was more than I could take, so I slipped off my shoes and dove into the harbor. I submerged myself until I was certain the little buggers that had been biting me had drowned. When I resurfaced I looked back toward the building I had just escaped. Mr. Bradford and Tara were looking out the window. Apparently, Caitlin Hart had managed to make another memorable impression.

Chapter 5
    Tara and I are closet foodies. Every Monday evening, no matter what else might be going on, we meet at my cabin to watch our favorite show, Cooking With Cathy . And we don’t just watch the show; we participate in the project of the evening. The really awesome thing about this specific cooking show is that the recipe and ingredients are provided online ahead of time, so you can prepare the dish right along with Cathy. This week, due to my unfortunate run-in with the fleas Romeo had felt inclined to share, I was staying in Maggie’s guest room while my cabin was fumigated, so we were cooking in Maggie’s much larger kitchen. I’d treated Romeo with flea powder I’d gotten from the vet when I returned from the bank, so he was sitting with Max and watching us as we made beefy enchiladas with a spicy red sauce.
    “This looks almost as good as the seafood lasagna we made a few weeks ago,” Tara commented as she began shredding the beef we’d cooked the day before in preparation for this evening’s demonstration. “I made a whole batch of the lasagna the other day and I’m afraid I ate the entire thing all by myself.”
    “I thought you wanted to go on a diet before summer,” I said.
    “I do. I will. I just haven’t started yet.”
    Tara is absolutely gorgeous, but she tends to carry a few extra pounds due, I