After Mel and Jack return, if you're not in a hurry to get back to Sacramento, how about if we take a day and go over to the coast. I don't know if we'll catch the whales, but there's a lot of stuff over there. Art galleries, wine-tasting rooms, trails to the headlands and beach, nice restaurants. We could just be tourists for a day." "Would you be thinking of that as a…date?" He grinned. "I would," he admitted. A smile tilted her lips. "I could do that," she said. "Were you good friends with your wives before you married them?" "I shouldn't really answer any more questions about that. About them," he said. She sat up a little. "Why not?" "It could give you an unfair advantage in staging my heartbreak. I want to level the playing field." It made her laugh. Or the beer made her laugh. But this was one of the things that was working on her-he didn't take her too seriously, and yet he took her very seriously. And she trusted him, which both reassured and worried her. She pulled her feet back, tucking them under her, and turned toward him. "Were you?" she demanded. "Nah. I told you-I was always hunting." "There's more to the story," she said. "Not very much more," he said. "I'm
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