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Little things. His mom and sister had always appreciated the little things. His dad had taught him how to listen for them, and it’d never let him down.
And I mean it now. You make me want to know more.”
She struggled to get her arms in the twisted garment, and he grabbed the neck and a sleeve, allowing her to slip them in. His warm hands left a tingling spot where he’d touched her shoulder. The sensation persisted as she led him into her home.
“You make me slightly crazy, Mercy. I don’t know what it is, but I find I want more of it. Let’s get this damned case wrapped up so I can take you out for a good steak dinner.”
Sometimes you meet a person you’re destined to have in your life forever.
He’d spotted the knowing looks from her mother and the other women in town: Truman Daly was off the market. He’d known it for a while, but Mercy was just catching on.
