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180 DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT
He was the only doctor in town, she reminded herself.
He probably couldn’t even walk into the little grocery
store in town without being assaulted for medical advice.
“Excuse me, won’t you?” The mayor suddenly said,
much to her relief. “The boss is trying to get my attention.”
She followed his gaze and found Dellarae, his dumpling-plump
wife, gesturing to him.
“Of course,” she said with barely concealed relief. “It
wouldn’t do to keep the boss waiting.”
The mayor gave her a grateful smile and a fatherly
pat on the arm. “Knew you’d understand. You always
were a sensible girl.”
Since when? she wondered. If she were sensible, she
wouldn’t be here. She would have climbed back into
Jake’s SUV and driven away the moment she caught
sight of the row of cars out front.
No, if she were sensible, she wouldn’t have been in
Jake’s SUV in the first place. A woman with common
sense certainly would know better than to spend time
with a man who turned her knees to mush just by
looking at her out of those stunning blue eyes of his.
Would her mother ever forgive her if she ditched the
party and found a ride back to the Luna? Probably not.
But then, where was her mother? she wondered. She’d
seen her that first moment when they pulled up, but since
then she seemed to have disappeared. Probably in the
kitchen. That was usually Viviana’s favorite locale.
She spied the Elwood sisters heading in her direction,
their lined faces set in matching expressions of pity and
avid interest, and decided now would be a good time to
check on her mother.