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a bit, sat up and reached for the mug nearest to her. “Bitter?”
    “Not as bitter as what she makes for me, but I’m sure it’s more so than what you’re used to.”
    “Thanks for the warning.”
    He saw that her hands shook a bit, just a bit, as she brought the cup to her lips. She took a cautious sip, then smiled. “That’s really good. I like dark chocolate.”
    “Sometimes she puts chili pepper in it. That’s great, too, but we decided not to hit you with the full treatment your first time.”
    “Probably wise. My stomach can react oddly at times.”
    As could she, he thought. He was astonished, when he thought about it, that she had allowed him to touch her at all after that incident in the car. He’d even had his arm around her waist. The memory of that darkened his thoughts. He could feel the bones, could feel that she was way too slender for good health.
    Her hair, once among her best features, didn’t look very good, either. He supposed that would come back as she recovered, but looking at her right now was enough to make him ache, thinking of the hell she had been through and the hell she still had to deal with.
    Thinking about that left him with little to say. He didn’t want to talk about anything that distressed her, and right now that seemed to be about the only thing worth discussing.
    “Daisy likes you,” he remarked finally, looking for neutral ground.
    “Did she? How can you tell? I liked her for sure.”
    “She tosses her head a bit when she doesn’t like her rider. Not that she gets rough or anything. She’s too gentle for that. But you can tell.”
    “It was so much fun I didn’t want to stop.”
    “Then we’ll do it again. Soon. Maybe even a little later today.”
    “I’d love that,” she admitted. Then, more shyly, added, “I get my energy in spurts right now. I’m not wiped out for the day just because I get tired every now and then.”
    “That’s good to know. Do you have any directions from the doctor you have to follow?”
    “Take a couple of walks every day, as far as I can, and eat six times a day, small meals. I felt so bad leaving all that food on the plate.”
    He could imagine where that came from, knowing her father. “Don’t. Rosa can’t imagine serving anything less, and I’m sure she saved the leftovers. You’ll probably go home with them.”
    She surprised him with a little giggle. “How do you and Al manage not to gain weight?”
    “Hard work.” He smiled back at her.
    “So is being chief of police much different from being a deputy?”
    “More work and a hell of a lot more politics.” He leaned forward, reaching for his own mug of hot chocolate, then sat with his elbows on his knees. “I think the city council invented new paperwork just for me. Then these guys don’t always get along well, and they try to put me in the middle. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do from there, but they try. The six of them are a private soap opera, but a lot less interesting.”
    She nodded. “It seems silly having a separate police department.”
    “It is. But Gage likes it. Even though he’s elected and doesn’t report to them, they used to give him a hard time. Now they reserve it for me.”
    “Is it worth it?”
    “Right now. I could change my mind at any moment.” He winked and was glad to see another smile. “Gage would take me back.”
    “It’s good to know that.” She sighed and rested her mug on her thigh. “I’m trying to decide if I should look for someplace to live.”
    “Your dad giving you trouble?”
    “Not yet. But he hasn’t changed a bit. It’s like...” She bit her lip, clearly uncertain if she should speak, but finally the words burst out. “It’s like exchanging one nightmare for another. It’s like being a child all over again.”
    And that hadn’t been a happy time for her at all. He didn’t need her to say it. “That’s not good.”
    “But I guess I need to find a job, too. He wants me to work at the