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have home cooked food in the oven instead of take-out.
    The Stromboli’s were filling the house with their delicious aroma as she made a salad and filled glasses of iced tea. Sitting them on the table, she motioned for Razer to take a seat.
    "Sorry I don’t have any beer.”
    “I didn’t expect you to after your sister’s reaction yesterday. Care to explain why she freaked out so badly?”
    Beth hesitated. The whole town was aware Lily was adopted because her father had made a big production of it, however he had also never told anyone where he had found Lily. Beth didn’t know how privy Razer was to the town gossip, nor did she want to disrespect her sister’s privacy.
    Beth answered hesitantly, “Lily has led a very sheltered life.”
    Opening the oven, she took out the Stromboli, serving one to Razer then one for herself.
    “You haven’t?” He waited until she took her seat before asking the question.
    “I went away for college, spent four years in Lexington. I went through the partying stage, but Lily hasn’t. She goes off to school in the fall.”
    “You’re going to miss her.” It wasn’t a question.
    “Yes, we’re very close. I would even come home on the weekends just because I missed her so badly, but the college she’s going to is just a few hours away. I plan to drive down a couple times a month. I don’t want her driving home; she isn’t the best of drivers. Treepoint is small and the roads are quiet, but busier roads give her trouble.”
    “Perhaps you should take her out driving on more heavily traveled roads for the experience instead of trying to keep her from driving them.”
    “Tried that, took ten years off my life expectancy.” Beth shuddered even now at the memory.
    “That bad?”
    “Worse.”
    Razer laughed at her expression. “She can’t be that bad.”
    “Oh, yes, she can. She pulled out in front of a semi. It was a miracle he was able to swerve and miss us. If another car had been coming, I wouldn’t be sitting here now."
    Razer's laughter immediately died and they finished eating in silence. When they were done, they put their dishes in the sink. Not wanting Lily to see the dishes when she got home, Beth did the dishes while she heard Razer turn the television on. When she was done, she went into the living room to see Razer sprawled on her couch. Beth began to feel nervous being alone with him.
    “Would you like some more tea?”
    “No, thanks. Come watch this movie with me. The house is usually so loud I can’t enjoy watching television anymore.”
    Beth moved to sit on the opposite end of the couch when Razer reached out and took her hand, pulling her down next to him.
    “How many people live with you?” Beth questioned. She was curious; she knew nothing about his personal life. She didn’t even know where he lived.
    “It varies; sometimes twelve, sometimes thirty. Our club is pretty large and our headquarters are in Ohio. Members from there rotate in and out.”
    “It must be a pretty big house.” Beth tried to think of houses in the surrounding areas with homes that large and couldn’t think of one.
    “It can be, although we always find enough room for everyone to sleep, even if we have to bunk together or sleep on the couch.”
    “I imagine that does make watching television difficult.”
    “Yeah. That, and we can never agree on the same thing.”
    They grew silent as they watched the movie. Partway through, Beth got up to go to the restroom and poured herself another iced tea. When she came back into the living room, she sat down, nervously reaching across Razer to place her drink on the side table. Razer watched her actions until she had sat settled down next to him without his prompting; her actions seemed stiff and uptight for a woman of her age.
    “What?” Beth saw his puzzled frown.
    “My grandmother doesn’t act as uptight as you when the whole club shows up on her door. Aren’t you a little young to be strung so tight?”
    “I didn’t