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finally she hooted out loud. “Are you kidding? That’s Trevor’s bedroom!”
    “What?” Honey shook her head. “No, it can’t be. I saw clothing and shoes in the closet,” she said, pointing to the guest room. “That’s why I moved.”
    Elizabeth shook her own head. “I can assure you that Trevor’s room is down the hall. He stores his hunting clothes, winter coats and boots in the first room. What did he say?”Fiery heat rushed into Honey’s face, tears filled her eyes, and she set Elizabeth’s case down. “He didn’t say anything. Can this get any worse?”
    Elizabeth’s eyes softened and she patted Honey on the back. After a moment Elizabeth chuckled. “It’s kind of funny if you think about it. If it’s all right with you, I’ll take the game room. I like sleeping on the LoveSac. You can move your stuff in here.” She indicated the real guest room.
    Honey didn’t want a room at all. She just wanted out of there! She brushed at a tear that spilled onto her cheek. “You do know I’m here to talk business with your family, right?” Honey’s voice cracked and she cleared her throat. “There’s some land my boss wants to purchase. Maybe you could facilitate the sale for me, and I could just go to a hotel?”
    Elizabeth shook her head. “Sorry, but I’m not as involved in the business, anymore,” her tone was sympathetic. “Dad owns a lot of property, commercial and otherwise, and Trevor owns some rentals and land. You’ll have to talk to one of them.”
    Honey bit her lip, nodded, and went to collect her possessions. She took a disheartening peek into Trevor’s closet, which was, of course, filled with clothes.
    She tried to hold back more tears. Why hadn’t she checked before? She quickly gathered her things, and thought about taking them straight to her car. But since she’d been invited to dinner, and wanted the chance to close the deal, she just moved to the guest room.
    Thankfully, she had to go to class now.
    She found Elizabeth stretched out on the cushion. “I’ve got to leave. I’ll see you later, okay?”
    “Okay,” said Elizabeth. “And, Honey? Don’t worry about the mix up. It really isn’t a big deal to any of us, and so you shouldn’t care so much either, okay?”
    Honey nodded. “Thanks.”
    All she knew for sure was she needed to wrap the land deal up as quickly as possible, preferably right after dinner, so she could go to a hotel and never see these people again. Especially Trevor Baron.
    ***
     
    At the fish hatchery, Trevor knelt on the edge of one of the concrete, fish-filled raceways. He captured several more trout with a net then moved his catch to a water-filled trough, and dumped them in.
    The sun beat against his neck in the gap between his hair and the yellow slicker he wore, and he wished he’d remembered to use sunscreen that morning. He’d been more than a little distracted.
    Putting the net aside, he picked up a squirming fish with a gloved hand.
    Paul Davidson laughed as he observed the thrashing trout. “Hold onto it.”
    “I’m trying to,” Trevor snapped.
    “Jeeze. That’s the third time you’ve barked at me today.” Paul put a hand to his heart. “Does this mean we’re on the verge of a break up? Do we need couples therapy?”
    Trevor couldn’t help the smile that tugged at his mouth. At five-eleven, with light brown hair and a slight build, Paul was pretty much Trevor’s physical and personality opposite. Maybe that’s why they’d been best friends since elementary school. That, and the fact they’d both gravitated to the same career and loved it.
    Trevor’s smile faded. As much as he loved his job, he couldn’t stop thinking about Honey Stevens, which made him cranky all over again.
    He didn’t like his world disrupted. He liked things quiet, calm, and ordinary. But that didn’t mean he had to take it out on his friend, either. He blew out a breath. “Sorry about that.”
    Trevor held a trout to the ruler fastened on the