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Derek had no way of finding out Thanks to hisafter a woman on his way to a funeral, he’d made a less-than-stellar first impression He very well couldn’t knock on her door and pry into her personal business when it shouldn’t be his concern in the first place
The part that scared the hell out of him?
He wanted to make it his concern
Chapter Five
Ginger used her trusty pink scissors to cut out the headline Is Your Vagina Angry? frolue on the back, and pasted it over the picture of a nun looking thoughtful She had a sick sense of humor So sue her
She stepped back and ad on all day Get Thee to a Nunnery, she’d na touches, it would be ready for a coat of lacquer
Ginger s various pieces of furniture with interesting photographs and ht have started as a way to occupy herthe line, she’d started doing it for fun Since she purchased most of the furniture at donation centers, the expense was ht her a sense of accomplishment Occasionally, she’d even sold pieces to students or visiting artists sheproved a rarity since the clientele didn’t havefurniture Any e account for Willa In a bank where Valerie couldn’t touch it
She sighed into her half-e her free time would be limited from here on out While Willa attended her first day at the new high school, Ginger went out and found a job bartending at Sensation, a nightclub in the River North section of don Chicago
Old habits die hard, she supposed Bartending felt like a step backward after the progress she’dNashville behind last week, but money came easy behind the bar And if she kne to accoood and trashed With the er probably didn’t need to work for quite a while, but apart fro some of the cash as their security deposit on the apartment, she didn’t plan to touch it unless absolutely necessary
Ginger glided into the kitchen, taking a moment to appreciate the marble countertops and stainless steel appliances She couldn’t get over living with such luxuries Just last week she’d been reheating three-day-old leftovers over an ancient gas stove Today, Willa would sit down to homemade pasta sauce and ravioli The ravioli itself was store-bought, but hey, she’d never claimed to be a chef
A door sla the lieutenant ht about hie the other day Unless you count that one time And the fourteen other times he’d popped into her head, damn him
Maybe Chicago boys just liked so a little different in a woman
Like hell
She couldn’t recall a time when a man had intentionally pushed her buttons so effectively Apart froenuinely hadn’t seemed all that interested It shouldn’t bother her so much, but it did Damn him, it did
Their aparter jump and splash marinara sauce onto the counter She quickly wiped it up with a dish towel
“Heck of an entrance, Wip” It was the nicknaiven Willa while she’d still been in diapers Willa Ingrid Peet Wip for short
“I try”
Ginger glanced over her shoulder, ss Soo? Did you refrain fro the place on fire?”
“Just barely I’ my moment”
“Well Don’t forget your lighter fluid or it won’t take”