A Rare Find. Tracy Kelleher

enter her personal space.

       She didn’t retreat, but instead raised her head to look him directly in the eye.

       He noticed the throb of that vein in her forehead again and felt an irresistible urge to stroke it. But he didn’t.

       Instead he wet his lips and said in a low voice, “Well, now that you mention it, I want you to come to Hoagie Palace with us tonight.”

       She tilted her head. “Why?”

       “It’ll be fun.”

       “Fun?”

       “Yes, not to mention a free meal.”

       “And after tonight?” She toyed with the collar of her lab coat.

       Never had a uniform been so alluring. “After tonight?” he repeated her words. He searched her eyes to ascertain what she was thinking, but he found himself distracted, confused…more than confused. And then it dawned on him—what he hadn’t been able to figure out before. The reason he felt so off balance around her? “Why, to find out what a woman with eyes each a different color does for excitement.”

      CHAPTER EIGHT

      “THIS©IS©JUST©THE©KIND©of place that makes me very, very happy,” Nick announced on camera. “I’m here with a student from Grantham University who is such an aficionado of Hoagie Palace, he even has a sandwich named after him.”

       “Not just named after me. I came up with the combination,” Press clarified. He waited expectantly as Nick thrust himself wholeheartedly into eating his enormous hoagie. The long split roll barely contained a full chicken cutlet, half-a-dozen mozzarella sticks and a bunch of French fries—all covered in hot sauce.

       Nick chewed and swallowed. “That’s some kinda wonderful. Who said the youth of America had nothing to offer these days? Press, this is inspirational.” Nick took another bite.

       Actually the hoagie was delicious, which meant Nick was currently thinking good thoughts about Mimi’s half brother, instead of wanting to cut off essential male parts because he seemed to be the object of his daughter’s constantly adoring gaze.