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Creed entered the office, removing his hat and coat before hanging them on the hat rack. The room was dimly lit, casting shadows on the rows of file cabinets that lined the walls. He made his way to his desk, then settled into his chair. He turned on the computer, looked through old files and began to review them, making notes and checking tire tracks.

As he worked, images of Abbie floated through his mind. Her vibrant smile, her beautiful hair, the way she stood confidently in front of him. He couldn’t help but grin at the memory of their first encounter. But then a frown crossed his face as he thought about how he had spoken to her.

“What’s wrong with you?” he muttered.

He couldn’t understand why he had acted so rude toward her. Maybe it was because he knew deep down that he was attracted to her, but didn’t think she would ever feel the same. Now, knowing that she did, he couldn’t wait for their date on Saturday.

Picking up his phone from the desk, he sent her a text informing her that they had reservations at six-thirty and he would pick her up at six. He grinned when she responded, saying she was looking forward to it and sent her address.

Saturday evening arrived and Creed pulled into the parking lot of Abbie’s neighborhood. The neatly maintained townhouses lined the street, each with its own driveway and small front yard. As he drove slowly, searching for her unit number, he couldn’t help but admire how nice the complex looked.

A smile spread across his face when he finally spotted her end unit. Parking behind her SUV, he grabbed the yellow rose from the seat next to him and stepped out of his truck. Walking toward her front door, it opened just as he reached it.

There stood Abbie, wearing a vibrant red blouse and a sleek black skirt that accentuated her curves. Her high heels clicked against the pavement as she stepped toward him, a confident aura surrounding her. The top few buttons of her blouse were undone, teasingly revealing a hint of cleavage that left Creed’s mouth feeling dry.

“You look stunning,” he told her as he handed her the rose.

She accepted it with a smile and took a moment to enjoy its fragrance.

“I love roses. Let’s head inside so I can put this in water before we leave.”

Creed removed his hat and wiped his feet on the mat before entering her home. He took a look around, admiring the cream and burgundy décor. Stairs led up to the second floor, and to his left was a cozy living room with a fireplace on the far wall and a flat-screen TV mounted above it.

He heard a low growl and noticed a large orange cat staring at him with intense eyes.

“That’s Oakley. She doesn’t like anyone.”

“A cat that doesn’t like anyone. What a shocker.”

“She’s a good cat.”

“Does she growl at everyone?”

“Mostly men. I believe she was mistreated by one before I adopted her two years ago.”

Creed muttered under his breath, “Great.”

“Don’t worry, she won’t hurt you.”

“Sure, because cats are known for their compassion and gentleness,” he said sarcastically.

Abbie laughed, causing Creed to chuckle as well.

“Ready to go?”

“Yes, let me put this rose in water.” She shook her head. “Oops, I already said that, didn’t I?”

“Yeah.” He couldn’t resist smirking when he saw her cheeks turn pink. “Why are you blushing?”

“I don’t know.”

“Oh, I think you do. But let’s focus on dinner first instead of staying here all night.”

“It wouldn’t take much to convince me otherwise,” she admitted.

“Let’s get to know each other first before jumping into anything,” Creed suggested.

“Sounds good to me, cowboy.” She tilted her head. “Even though you’re a livestock agent, you give off major cowboy vibes.”

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