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A small, still voice chided Grant It hadn’t been Zoe’s response that had escalated their arguy and he knehy Her dad had called hi, after she had taken care of her ani for Christroup of retirees on a cruise for the holidays Heaven knehy they accepted, but they had Zoe would be devastated He had given the number for the Patterson place to Mr Jensen, but the older man had asked Grant to relay the news—said they were too busy packing to make another phone call, which was a load of hter when he told her they weren’t corief from his wife, but Mrs Jensen was an old-fashioned woht say no to him

Grant could have refused to tell Zoe, but that would not have improved the situation Mr Jensen did not kno to talk to his daughter He would hurt her with his prago on about Zoe’s pets and the new otten herself into because of the

Much better for Zoe if Grant were to break the news First he would have to get her speaking to hiht did not lighten his er door and cliht on a phone call to New York on the landline” If he’d been on his cell, he could have left on tiined her little kindergarteners knew just when they had upset Miss Jensen without her saying a word She had a look when she was mad or disappointed that left no doubt how she felt

“What were you doing talking to that joker?” He hadn’t meant to ask, but now that he had Grant wanted an answer

Zoe’s head snapped toward hiasped She turned back and looked out the front windshield “I do not knohoround his teeth “The guy in all the leather”

“I told you, his na to him?”

“I talk to lots of people, Grant Do you expect me to keep a record and report back to you?”

“Of course not”

“Good, because I would have to disappoint you if you did”

He had not ain?”

“That’s none of your business”

“It sure as hell is I promised your parents I’d watch out for you”

“So you said this ”

Grant cleared his throat The thermal shirt under his flannel suddenly felt like one too lance “Yes?”