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small smile lifted his lips. “Gotta keep them on
their toes.”
    Tess
started to smile back at him. “Bossman?”
    Then he
really smiled and her breath caught, unreasonably. He was very attractive.
“This group calls me that. I’ve been called amigo, captain, pain-in-the-ass,
and sir, by different groups of classes.”
    Tess laughed
with him. “It’s amazing for you to work with young girls as we know they are so
logical and such calm thinkers.”
    Cabe
crossed his arms over his notable chest. “I’ve learn to deal. Their drama’s
worth it when I visit one with a good job and ring on her finger.”
    Tess
nodded, and that was why she wouldn’t call the job off. She wondered if she
could request no Vincent on this job, but why he’d want to was beyond her, so
she figured he wouldn’t, and she didn’t ask.
    A cloud
must have settled over her features because Cabe asked with a lowered voice, “Everything
okay, Tess?” He looked toward the back of her car. “I’ve gotten kind of good at
reading the signs.”
    “Um …”
she muttered. “I think I’m getting a divorce and things are up in the air.”
That sounded good right? Not too much information. But he was nice to talk too
and she kind of wished she could just blurt it all out. She might need a Rusty
night, girl’s night, but Rusty would lament Tess losing the hunk that was Vincent.
She couldn’t deal with that right now.
    “Sorry,”
he murmured, then he stepped closer, into her space slowly, but he was close.
“You need anything. Call me.”
    Tess
blinked up at him, trying not to get teary. “Thanks,” she said, then she
decided she better get out of there before she did tell him everything and that
wouldn’t be fair because Vincent was his partner in the WTSF charity.
    “See you
later,” she muttered and she stepped away and hurried into the shop.
     
    SIX / DON’T
FUCKING THINK. JUST FEEL WHAT’S REAL
     
    Tess
didn’t get back to Rowdie’s until after she closed her shop at six, late
because of a last minute funeral arrangement order that had to go out in the
morning. When she walked back in Rowdie’s office she was surprised to see Finn
still there.
    “A long
two hours, Chiquita,” Finn said, coming around the counter. He had on faded
denims that fit him really well, a tucked in wife beater tee that showcased his
dense shoulders and arm muscles, plus a chain hanging from one pocket to
another.
    Tess
tilted her head … or was the chain coming back out of the same pocket.
    “You
like my ass?” Finn asked as he grabbed the box she was carrying out of her
hands.
    Tess
blushed, but quipped, “You show it off, girl’s going to look.”
    He
seemed okay with that as he went onto a new subject. “How much shit you have to
bring in?”
    She got
mesmerized in his green eyes for a second, then mumbled, “Couple boxes and
suitcases. But I can handle them.”
    “Nope.”
    Tess
blinked now watching his mouth. “What?”
    “Sit
your cute ass down … take a load off, I will get them,” Finn replied in the
form of an order, then he waited to see her reaction.
    Tess got
it right then ... maybe before she kind of knew, but then she knew for sure.
Finn was flirting with her and she didn’t think a man like him flirted lightly.
    She
liked being flirted with so she flirted back. “But if I help you, and follow
you in, I get to see your butt in those jeans.” Warmth spread through her at
her boldness.
    She
could tell Finn liked that as he swung her really big box up on his shoulder, bulging
a lot of his muscles and making her feel twittery. “So watch,” he said, nodding
to the sitting area side of the lobby. “From over there, I got a beer out for
you.”
    Tess
looked over and saw a six pack of beer sitting on the central table — she
couldn’t think what to say that wouldn’t make her cry so she asked out of
nowhere. “Don’t you ever stop working? You’re always here.”
    He
chuckled and started walking toward the counter, then