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Open Season Page 67
Author: Linda Howard

Okay, it was beginning to look as if the best way to find her was to stake out where she worked. That should be easy to find out, in a small town like Hillsboro. Hell, the mayor might even know her. Come to think of it, he’d sounded unusually subdued when he’d called and given Sykes her name and address; maybe he did know her, and his conscience was acting up.

Sykes couldn’t find the woman now, but he was damn sure where she’d be tomorrow: at work. He figured he might as well go home and get a good night’s sleep, then call the mayor in the morning on the chance he knew the woman and knew where she worked—she was such a classy-looking babe, the mayor might even have the hots for her. Sykes hoped not. The mayor had become skittish enough already without Sykes’s having to eliminate one of his playmates.

But everything would work out tomorrow. Tuesday looked like a busy day.

Daisy and Jack took turns getting up every two hours and taking Midas out. Like a little trooper, he did exactly what he was supposed to every time. Unfortunately, every time they brought him back in, he thought it was playtime and it took another half hour or so before he cuddled up and went back to sleep.

“This is like having a newborn,” Jack said at seven o’clock, sitting at the table and sipping his second cup of coffee. His face was rough with stubble and his eyes had dark circles under them. Daisy lacked the stubble, but her eyes matched his.

She looked down at Midas, who was lying on his back with all four paws in the air, and the stuffed duck in his mouth. “Except you don’t have to chase down newborns,” she said. “They pretty much stay where you put them.”

“I’ll get him a ball. Chasing it should wear him out, so he’ll nap longer—and more often.”

Despite her fatigue, Daisy beamed at him. That was so sweet, buying her puppy a toy. He’d been very good natured about the whole thing last night, but then he had volunteered to stay. She would have loved to have made love with him, but at the same time, sleeping together and not having sex had been . . . kind of wonderful. They had even managed to cuddle, though Midas had been right there, squeezing his fat little body between them as if that was his natural place.

“Since you got a welcome mat instead of a guard dog,” he said, with a pointed look at the puppy, “I want you to be especially careful until I satisfy myself there’s nothing to worry about with this tag-number deal. There are a few things I want to check out. Until then, I’ll drive you to and from work, and stay here at night.”

“Okay,” she said, a little astonished. It sounded as if he planned to move in, at least for the short term. What astonished her was how pleased she felt. She should be out trying to find a husband, but she didn’t feel as enthusiastic about it as she had just a few days before. Of course, a few days before, she hadn’t had a lover, and she hadn’t watched him cradle her puppy in his strong arms to carry it out for a nature call in the middle of the night. Just remembering that made her feel squishy, as if she had turned to mush inside.

Maybe Jack wasn’t her type, but somehow she didn’t much care.

“The city council meets tonight,” he continued, “so I’ll bring you home, then go to my house to shower and change clothes, and come back here when the meeting’s over.”

“Should I wait with supper?” she asked, just as if they did this all the time.

“No, go ahead and eat. If you have the chance.” He gave Midas a wry glance, then began chuckling. The puppy had dozed off, still on his back with his feet in the air.

While she was thinking of it, she called her mother to see if she was still willing to puppy-sit.

“I’ll come over there,” Evelyn said. “As far as I’m concerned, that fenced back yard is priceless. I’ll be over about eight-thirty, so you’ll have plenty of time to get to work.”

That taken care of, Daisy hung up the phone and immediately began to worry about how she would explain to her mother why Jack was driving her to work. As for explaining his presence—she was, after all, a thirty-four-year-old woman—she didn’t owe explanations about her love life to anyone.

“You have to leave,” she said. “My mother’s coming over.”

He seemed to be fighting a grin. “If you feed me breakfast, I’ll be out of here by eight o’clock I’ll go home, shave and change clothes, and be back here in plenty of time to get you to the library.”

“It’s a deal,” she said promptly. “It doesn’t take long to whip up a bowl of cereal.”

“Biscuits,” he wheedled.

Exasperated, she turned on the oven.

“And eggs and bacon.”

What was a home-cooked meal, compared to the trouble he was going to on her behalf? He was just lucky she had stocked up on all the necessary things out of habit before she realized she wouldn’t be doing much cooking for herself. Cereal in the morning and a sandwich at night was much more practical when there was only one sitting down at the table.

She put the bacon in the flying pan, covered it with a screen so the grease wouldn’t splatter all over her new stove, then got out the flour, oil, and milk and began mixing up the biscuit dough. Jack watched in amazement. “I thought you would use the canned kind.”

“I don’t have any.”

“You actually know how to make homemade biscuits?”

“Of course I do.” She stopped to take out her new biscuit pan and coat it with nonstick cooking spray. She didn’t roll out the dough, but did it the way her mother had taught her: she pinched off a certain amount of dough, rolled it into a ball, flattened the ball with a quick pat, and placed it in the pan.

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