giggled as Zac warned the man they would be back later with double the tickets. He wanted a longer ride.
The man chuckled as he tipped his head, drawing her attention to his dusty ball cap emblazoned with the words Midway Magic Carnival Supplies on it. “I’ll be waiting.”
Zac took her hand as the two of them debated their next move.
“We could grab something to eat from a booth now,” he suggested. “Or head over to the haunted house first, and then hit the diner for a sit-down supper.”
She grinned at his twang as he rolled his eyes. Tacy found it hard to resist mimicking some of his more southern sounds. Zac didn’t take offense. Instead, he turned it up a notch for her entertainment. “We can see if Dottie will whip us up some shrimp and grits.”
“Hey, there you are.” Lauren walked up with her daughter, Whitney. “Heard you two just put on quite a show on the Ferris wheel.”
Tacy laughed. “Dear God. There’s no way you could have heard that already. It literally just happened.”
Lauren shrugged. “News travels at a normal pace in Sapphire Falls. Gossip flies at the speed of light. Softball game is about to start. I’m heading over to watch. Wanna join me?”
Zac looked at Tacy, clearly leaving the decision up to her. She loved how considerate he was. “Maybe we’ll meet up with you later. Right now, we’re going to check out the haunted house.”
Lauren’s eyes narrowed as she studied Zac more closely. “Ferris wheel and haunted house? You sure you’re not a local boy, Zac?”
Confused by her question, he asked, “This accent doesn’t prove that?”
Tacy giggled. “Apparently the local guys have learned how to incorporate the Ferris wheel and haunted house into their seduction routines.”
Zac wrapped his arm around Tacy’s shoulders. “Thanks for the tip, Lauren.”
Lauren rolled her eyes as she waved. “Go have fun. But be warned. You get too carried away and I’ll know about it before you manage to get to the ball game.”
“We’ll behave,” Tacy promised.
“Don’t write checks you can’t cash, sweet pea,” he teased Tacy, before looking at Lauren again. “We’ll be discreet,” Zac amended as Lauren’s loud laughter caught the attention of several people walking by.
“Text me later, Tace. Let me know if you two want to meet up for dinner with me and Travis.”
They waved goodbye, Lauren heading for the game as they took off for the haunted house.
Zac claimed her hand. She loved the feel of his fingers looped through hers. It made her feel safe, protected, cared for. Probably strange emotions considering she wasn’t in danger, but after a lifetime of fending for herself, this one simple act—holding hands with Zac—had her longing for so much more.
“Am I the only one who thinks a haunted house in June is strange?”
Tacy paused as they passed one of the craft booths. “Oh, I love that scarf. Remind me to come back,” she said as they continued walking. “Lauren says they all know it’s weird to have a haunted house this time of year, but I think they keep it going because the local boys don’t want to have to find some other way to get a girl they like alone in a dark room. Guess they’re fans of the tried and true.”
“Well, when you put it that way, it’s not so weird after all.”
Zac handed the man at the door their tickets to enter, then grinned when Tacy wrapped her arm around his waist, clinging to him tightly.
“Scared already? We haven’t even walked in.”
“I’m going to warn you right now. Stuff like this gets to me. People jumping out of dark corners. Loud, unexpected noises. Every horror movie ever made. I’m the girl who closes her eyes, screams and startles easily. I’m probably going to look like a lunatic.”
“Then why are we here?”
Tacy gave him a flirtatious smile. “I’m hoping you’ll take advantage of my irrational fears.”
“Challenge accepted.”
They walked in together as Zac wrapped his arm
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