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“Probably getting arrested,” Petunia said.
The chime on the door rang, and in walked…
What’s His Name.
His hair was slicked back, and he wore a fresh button-down shirt and Dockers shorts. Did he shower? He grinned when he saw her. “Jasmine.”
Jasmine crossed her arms. “Are you following me?”
Without waiting for an invitation, he sat down across from her and called an order of biscuits to Candace. He smelled of fresh rain and pine. Darn.
Of all the nerve! “Excuse you, I’m waiting for someone.” Jasmine made a point of looking out the window, expecting to see the typical high-end car an agent would drive park in front of the cafe. No cars came.
He looked out the window as well, and then his mischievous gaze met hers. “I’m the one you’re waiting for.”
CHAPTERFOUR
“You’re the one I’m…” Her voice trailed off. “R. Scott? You’re R. Scott?” Jasmine blurted. She looked baffled as her gaze roamed over him, like she hadn’t just seen him at the inn. Well, he did shower at the office and put on fresh clothes.
“River. Nice to meet you.”
Jasmine fidgeted in her chair. “Of course you are. A handyman and a lawyer?”
“What can I say? It’s a small town. We all have second and third jobs. Sometimes I volunteer for the fire department.”
“Okay, so where’s the paperwork I have to sign?”
“No time for biscuits?” he grinned lazily.
Candace greeted him and asked how his day was going. He told her it’d been busy, but he was just finishing. He thanked her for the biscuits. After dipping half a biscuit into a small pool of honey on his plate, River took a healthy bite. “Mmm. These are good any time of the day.”
“I already had mine,” Jasmine said, pouting.
“We can get you another one.” He waved at Candace and signaled for her to bring another plate.
“Oh, no. I’ve had enough.” Jasmine patted her stomach. “Watching my figure.”
River couldn’t help but watch it too. “Looks good to me. And since you’re not planning to stay, might as well eat as many as you can. You won’t find better anywhere.”
“No, I don’t think I will.”
River grinned at her as she gratefully accepted the biscuit. Her tense shoulders eased down when she took a bite. “Look at that, I think we just agreed on something.”
River opened the portfolio he’d brought and took out a pen. “Papers as requested. The house is officially yours.”
Jasmine eagerly picked up the pen. When she spotted the line for her signature, her hand hovered over the paper. He watched a mix of emotions play out on her face. Confusion, uncertainty…
“Something wrong?” River asked.
Jasmine put the pen down. “There’s an attorney who lives here, right? Someone I can talk to about this contract?”
“Oh, sure. Let me give you his number.” When she dialed it, River pulled out his phone and answered it. “Hi. RS Legal Services.”
Jasmine closed her eyes and let out a sigh. She placed her phone in her lap. “R.S. River Scott.” She stared at him with acute irritation.
River grinned. “Hi, Jasmine.”
“Isn’t this a conflict of interest or something?”
