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ready?”
    “Yes, but I’m having second thoughts about getting my daughter involved. You have to admit that this isn’t exactly safe.”
    “That’s smart baby real smart. I’m gonna give you a number to call, it’s to someone in the justice department, just give them my name and my general description.” I gave her the information and hung up, giving her enough time to make the call.
    “You set?” I was pulling up to her driveway when I called her back.
    “Who are you?” now she sounded more suspicious than she did before.”
    “Are you convinced that I’m not out to harm you or your daughter?”
    “Yes but now I have even more questions.”
    “I’ll answer them all in time babe, I’m outside.”
    I climbed down from my truck as they came out the door. “Morning ladies, hello Alana.” I smiled to put her at ease as she checked me out from head to toe, typical teenager I guess.
    She didn’t exhibit any of the fear one would expect, but instead her body language showed her to be more protective of her mom.
    I set about putting her at ease as I opened the door and helped her in the back before seating Ilene in the front passenger seat and buckling her in.
    “So Alana, do you have any questions for me?” I could see that my question surprised both of them but I’d done my homework and knew I had to make an end run around them.
    I knew I had her when she sat forward and placed herself between us. “I need you to sit back and put your seatbelt on for me princess.” I waited until she complied before pulling out again.
    “So let’s have it, what do you want to know?”
    “Why do you want to date my mom?”
    Smart kid. “Why? Because I like her, your mom is a very beautiful woman. I took one look at her and knew I wanted to get to know her better.”
    “If you’re my mom’s age how come you don’t have a wife and kids of your own?”
    “My job kept me busy for a long time, but like you said, I’m getting old and it’s time to settle down.
    “Do you like kids?” I don’t know what her mom told her about me, had no idea what her thoughts were about her mom dating again, but I heard and felt the pain in that question and knew where it was coming from.
    If the asshole as I’d come to think of him had been standing in front of me I would’ve bitch slapped his ass for what he’d done to his little girl. She’s yours now Dane, remember that and fix it.
    I had to play it cool though, it was early days yet and although the kid seemed straight, there was no telling what the fuck was really going on with a preteen these days. I was hoping that the next few days would give me all that I needed to sew her up tight too.
    “I love the ones I know which aren’t that many. If you give me a chance to get to know you and you get to know me, then I’m thinking we’ll like each other.”
    Ilene kept her silence as her daughter interrogated me like she worked for the CIA. I had to give it to the kid; she didn’t pull her punches. If there was any lingering hurt from her dad’s desertion I didn’t see too much evidence of that, other than what one would expect.
    By the time we pulled up to the restaurant, which was already doing a pretty good business for a Saturday morning, they were both a little more relaxed in my company.
    I kept my eyes and my hands to myself though it was a bit hard to do. Ilene had chosen to go with a sundress. No it wasn’t revealing per se, but I guess she didn’t take into consideration the fact that she had to walk in the thing, and what her body’s movements under the damn thing would do to the general public, or namely me.
    I was going to have to get used to the idea that my woman was a stone cold fox. A look around showed that I wasn’t the only one who thought so, but it just took me raising my shades and giving the place a good glare for the interested parties to decide they weren’t willing to risk it.
    We chose a booth where I put them both in the safe spot before