his mouth against hers, kissing the living daylights out of her. And he told himself he wasnât completely selfish. If she had as much pent-up passion inside her as he thought, an explosion of it would chase the sadness from her eyes.
It was always there, hovering, unless she was excited about something, like this project to pay it forward. Or when she was ticked off at him. Wouldnât it be interesting to see if she was as responsive as he suspected in other ways? If kissing her wouldnât complicate the hell out ofeverything, heâd do it and move on because concentrating on life after community service was hard when she looked so sad.
âOkay,â she said, yawning. âYou can stay. But I hope he comes soon.â
That went double for him. When her shoulder brushed his arm, his skin caught fire and the blood drained from his head and pumped to points south of his belt.
Haley squirmed around, trying to get comfortable. âIf he doesnât want to get caught, youâd think heâd pick somewhere else to break in.â
âYou wanted this place to be somewhere the kids would feel welcome,â he reminded her. âObviously this guy got the vibe.â
And speaking of vibes, he needed to take his mind off the ones that urged him to pull her into his arms. âSo what do you think about Bo Clifton running for mayor?â
âIâm all for it. Heâs my best friendâs cousin.â
âI didnât know you and Elise Clifton were friends,â he said and felt her shrug.
âShe was a year older than me, but somehow we bonded. I think it had something to do with the fact that neither of us had a father.â
Elise Cliftonâs father had been murdered when she was twelve years old. Marlon didnât know Haleyâs story, but he heard the sadness in her voice. Though he couldnât see her expression, he knew there would be sadness there, too. âWhat happened to your dad?â
âBeats me. He just left. I donât really remember him.â
Marlon waited for her to say more, but she didnât. âDo you want to talk about it?â
âNo.â
âOkay, then.â He moved off of the sensitive subject.âWhat chance do you think Bo has in the election, now that heâs thrown his hat in the ring?â
âItâs hard to say. Arthur Swinton has been around for years. Heâs experienced and everyone knows him. Itâs hard to argue against a family values platform.â
It would be especially important to someone like Haley who had stepped into a difficult situation to take care of family, he thought. âWhat do you think of Bo?â
There was silence for a few moments before she said, âHeâs young and has fresh ideas that could shake things up. Thatâs not a bad thing. Especially with the economy in such big trouble.â
âYou got that right.â
âHas your company been affected by the downturn?â she asked.
âOh, yeah.â It was one of the things on his mind when heâd been pulled over for speeding. Heâd been wondering whether to tough it out or sell out. The latter option would mean putting a lot of people out of work. That was something he didnât take lightly.
âWhatâs wrong, Marlon?â
âWhy?â
âI could hear it in your voice. Somethingâs bothering you.â
Apparently he wasnât the only one whose other senses were heightened in the dark. âI just have some business things to work through.â
âAnything I canââ A noise at the back door stopped her. âDid you hear that?â she whispered.
âYeah. Stay here.â He put his hand on her arm and actually felt it when she was about to argue. âI mean it, Haley.â
âBe careful, Marlon.â
He nodded, then rolled to a standing position andsoundlessly moved to the doorway and peeked into the storeroom. A shape was