"I'll see you both later." Chelsea gave them a mischievous smile. "Have fun."
As the door closed behind Chelsea, Adam said, "That's the first time one of my siblings has apologized to me in I can't remember when. What did you say to her?"
"That she was lucky. But she was already feeling bad about snapping at you."
"Which she would have kept to herself if not for you."
"Maybe I'm not such a bad person to have in your life."
His gaze darkened and the electricity from the night before was suddenly back. But it abruptly ended when the door opened once more, and Drew walked in.
Drew froze, anger flashing through his gaze. "Seriously, Adam? Are you checking up on me?"
"I was checking up on Molly," Adam countered.
"You knew I was coming here to work. Did you tell her to fire me?"
"No," she interjected, drawing Drew's attention to her. "He didn’t say anything like that, Drew. Last night someone broke into the store. Adam came by to make sure there weren't any more problems today."
"Someone broke in?" Drew echoed. "What did they take?"
"I'm not sure they took anything, but as you unpack, you need to look for anything of value, something worth stealing. Because this isn't the first time someone broke in since the previous owner passed away."
"That's strange," Drew muttered.
"If you want to keep going in the back room, that would be great."
"Sure." Drew didn't give Adam another look as he left the showroom.
"I'm going to go," Adam said. "Drew needs to work, and he doesn't need me looking over his shoulder."
She followed him to the door. "I don't understand what's going on between you and Drew, but if you ever feel like talking, I'm here."
"I'm not very good at talking," he muttered.
She could believe that. "Well, I'm really good at listening…"
"I'll keep that in mind."
She smiled, but once he was on the other side of the door, she let out a sigh that was a mixture of relief and disappointment. She wanted to know more about him. She wanted to understand the shadows in his eyes. She wanted him to tell her why he owed Drew, but Adam wasn't going to talk, and she needed to accept that. She also needed to accept that he was a complication she didn't need. But every time he left, she seemed to miss him a little more.
ChapterTen
"We missed you,"Sergeant Louise Hopkins told Adam as he entered the police station Monday morning.
"Not as much as I missed you." He smiled back at the middle-aged woman who basically ran the station.
"I saw on the log that you called in a robbery in progress at A Better You Saturday night."
"Yes. Unfortunately, the guy got away. This bum foot of mine prevented me from catching him."
"That's the second time in two weeks," Louise said with a frown.
"I'm aware, and I'm looking into it."
"Let me know if you need help."
As she answered the phone on her desk, he moved down the hall to his office, nodding at several patrol officers in the hallway. The Whisper Lake police force had doubled in size in the past three years with thirty-six people, ranging from admins, patrol officers, evidence technicians, detectives, and other operational support, all under the leadership of Chief Robyn Rimmer.