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own the place, Maggie.”
    A small gasp slipped from her lips. “You own a hardware store?” She barely squeaked out the words.
    “Yeah, why?” He glanced back at her with a confused frown. “Hang on a second, I’ll be right back.”
    “He owns a hardware store,” she murmured. How could she resist such a man? Handsome, charming, bigger than life and he owned a hardware store.
    Certainly the Lord never promised life would be fair, but this was more than even she could handle at the moment.
    She strode to the exit.
    “Maggie, wait.”
    His words only increased her pace, as though a scary dog nipped at her heels.
    “Maggie.”
    “I. Have. To. Go.” Hands on the glass, she shoved open the door and ran, passing nearly a half a dozen small shops, until she was well around the corner and nearly to her uncle’s place.
    Dear Lord. Help me. I’ve only just gotten the pieces of my life glued back together.
    She was naive and inexperienced and if she wasn’t careful she’d give her heart away to a man who’d carelessly break it into little pieces...again.
    * * *
    “You’re fast, I’ll give you that,” Jake said as he turned the corner a full minute after Maggie.
    Thankfully she had stopped. Her brown eyes were wide as she stared at him. “Why didn’t you tell me you own a hardware store?”
    He rubbed his jaw as he considered the question. “Ah. You got me there.”
    Strands of silky brown hair had escaped her ponytail in places, the only indication that she had raced an entire block without breaking a sweat.
    “What happened back there?” he asked.
    She was silent, her eyes on the sidewalk.
    Jake shook his head. “You know, maybe you and I should start over.” He stuck out his hand. “Hi, I’m Jake MacLaughlin. Part-time volunteer fireman, full-time owner and manager of Paradise Hardware.”
    She raised her head and eyed his hand for a moment before finally placing her small one in his. It fit nicely.
    Pink tinged her cheeks.
    “And you are?” he nudged her along.
    “Margaret Jones, assistant professor of physical science.” She sighed. “Currently unemployed.”
    He nodded and reluctantly released her soft fingers. “Nice to meet you.”
    She gave him a short nod, and a grudging smile.
    “A professor? Physical science? Really?”
    “Yes.” Her eyes brightened. “My area of specialty is agronomy.”
    “You don’t look like an agronomist.”
    Maggie frowned, confusion in the depths of her dark eyes.
    Jake couldn’t resist a grin.
    “You’re kidding,” she said flatly.
    “I am.”
    “Do you know what agronomy is?” Maggie asked.
    “No, but I have complete faith you’re going to tell me when we have our date.”
    “It’s not a date.”
    “Right. Right. Civic duty.”
    “I better go...” She turned.
    “First-time customers get a ten-percent discount. There’s a coupon on our new webpage.”
    Turning back toward him, her face lit up, and a smile curved her generous mouth.
    Jake had a sudden notion that he’d like to keep Maggie Jones smiling all the time.
    “Really?” she murmured.
    “Yeah. We really have a webpage.”
    “I meant the coupon.”
    “That, too. We’re having a big sale on fire extinguishers right now.”
    The smile slipped from her face. “Very funny.”
    “Sorry. I couldn’t resist.” Jake looked around. They were nearly to her shop and right around the corner from Patti Jo’s Café and Bakery. “Why don’t I buy you a cup of coffee?”
    “No. But thank you. I really do have to get back to the shop. There’s a Beck Hollander coming by today.”
    “Beck? Good kid. A little strange, but a good kid.”
    “That’s what Susan said.”
    “Have you decided if you’re staying in Paradise yet?” Jake asked.
    “Oh, that depends.”
    “On what?” he asked, once again prodding her for an answer.
    “If I have a reason to stay.”
    He nodded and tucked her words away. “So I guess I’ll see you on Saturday?”
    “Yes. Saturday,” she murmured.
    Jake