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I feel a slight spark but nothing amazing. More the fact that an older and obviously accomplished gentleman is paying attention to me.

“Do you come here often?” he asks.

“Only once before.” When my father was in the hospital with a heart attack and the Steels treated us to dinner here, but Logan doesn’t need to know that.

“Are you waiting for anyone?”

I narrow my gaze. “Maybe I’m waiting for you.”

My cheeks warm. Did those words just come out of my mouth?

“That’s what I like to hear. What do you do, Madeline?”

“I’m a life coach.” It’s not a lie so much as a statement of my future. That’s what I tell myself, anyway.

He raises an eyebrow. “Really? That’s interesting.”

“Yeah, I really enjoy my work. It’s very inspiring. What do you do?”

“I’m here on business,” he says. “I’m an attorney in Denver.”

“Really? My sister’s studying to be an attorney. And my soon-to-be brother-in-law used to be with a downtown firm. Now he’s the city attorney for the town of Snow Creek.”

Garrett raises his eyebrows. “Don Steel?”

“Yeah. He’s engaged to my sister Caroline.”

I’m not sure why I’m not using our nicknames. All I know is that I’m talking to a guy who’s probably in his late thirties or early forties, so telling him my name is Maddie seems kind of infantile.

“Interesting,” he says. “So you have a connection to the Steel family, then.”

“You wouldn’t believe how many connections I have to the Steel family.”

He cocks his head. “More than one?”

“Yeah,” I say dryly. “Apparently you don’t read the society pages.”

“I can’t say that I do.”

“My sister Aurora is engaged to Brock Steel, and my brother Jesse is engaged to Brianna Steel.”

“But you’re still unspoken for, I hope,” he says.

“I am free as a hawk soaring above the sunlit sky.”

Where did that come from?

“And like the hawk, are you looking for prey?” His eyes dance.

Garrett slides my drink in front of me, and I take a sip of the sour liquid before I reply to Logan.

“I’m always looking for something,” I finally say. “What it is depends on how the evening progresses.”

I’m so not being myself.

This man is handsome, but he’s way too old for me. Jesse had a conniption about the difference between Brianna’s and his ages. Logan could easily be twenty years my senior.

“May I ask how old you are?” I ask bluntly.

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