A Vow to Love

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tougher, right?"
    Penny hesitated, but she had to admit there was a certain temptation in trying to outwit her grandfather. And she did think of herself as particularly adept at avoiding anything resembling a relationship that might interfere with her work. And despite those little frissons of attraction she'd felt a few days earlier, she was long over her silly infatuation with Sam, wasn't she? So what was the harm?
    The wounded look she sometimes saw in Sam Roberts's eyes chose that moment to flicker alive in her memory. The dangerous, sexy smile taunted her. She dismissed them as inconsequential. They were talking about one evening. Dinner. How complicated could it get?
    "When?" she said finally.
    Her lack of enthusiasm apparently communicated itself to him. "Let's get it over with. Tonight?"
    "Fine. What time?"
    "I have an appointment at five, but I should be through by six-thirty. If you can meet me there, I know a great restaurant in the neighborhood."
    "Is it half as good as Rosie's?"
    "Maybe even better, but don't ever tell her I said that."
    "Hmm," she said thoughtfully. "Something to hold over your head. I like that."
    "Watch it, short stuff," he warned, but he was chuckling when he gave her the address. "See you later."
    Penny started to remind him to stop calling her "short stuff," then realized that every time he used the affectionate phrase she automatically recalled how much larger and more powerfully built he was. It was downright interesting the way her thoughts always came back to settle on an image of how blasted attractive the man was. He probably did it intentionally for just that reason.
    "Later," she agreed, and wished her pulse wasn't suddenly racing in anticipation.

    Sam changed into his boxing shorts in the locker room, then went through the gym in search of Johnny, who'd owned the place forever. He found him in his cramped, paper-strewn office. He picked a box of invoices up off of the room's only spare chair and plopped them on the floor.
    "Are you ever going to clean this place?" he inquired, grinning at the grizzled old man who owned this seedy old barn of a gym.
    Johnny's Place made up for in atmosphere what it lacked in high-tech exercise equipment. This was the kind of gym that world heavyweight champs would feel comfortable in. Some had even trained here in preparation for title bouts a few decades back, according to local legend. And Johnny had yellowing, dog-eared, autographed photos of some of the best on the walls of his cluttered office. Right now, as always, he looked horrified by Sam's suggestion that he straighten up.
    "And mess up my filing system?" he protested. "Why would I want to go and do that after all these years?"
    "You might discover you're rich."
    "Or that I'm close to bankruptcy. Either way, it's better not to know. As long as I've got enough for dinner and some bottles of linament, I figure business is good."
    "Has Randy been coming around to help out?" Sam asked, referring to the seventeen-year-old he was supposed to box in a few minutes. He'd brought the teen here to work out his frustrations, much as Jason had brought Sam years earlier.
    "He shows up pretty regular," Johnny said evasively.
    "How regular is that?"
    "Every couple of days. Sticks around for a few hours. I don't have that much for him to do."
    "I thought he was going to help with this paperwork. He has a good head on his shoulders and math was the one subject he passed with flying colors."
    "He tries, but like I said, things are a little disorganized in here."
    Sam sensed that Johnny was holding something back. He wasn't entirely sure he wanted to know what, but he'd gotten Johnny into this. He owed it to him to see that nothing went wrong. "What aren't you telling me?" he asked.
    The aging boxer regarded him with regret. "Hey, I don't want to go telling tales."
    "Come on, Johnny. What's going on?"
    "The kid's got these friends, okay?" He shuddered. "I gotta tell you, Sammy, they give me the creeps. I

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