since itâs going up for sale soon. Iâve always liked that house, and itâs near the church.â He shrugged. âIâm outgrowing my tiny one-bedroom apartment.â
âRight.â Blain rolled his eyes. âI was referring to the woman living there, not the house. Preacher, do you have your eye on Vanessa Donovan?â
Rory didnât want to squirm underneath the scrutiny of Blainâs eagle-eyed gaze. âSheâs in a bad way, so Iâve tried to befriend her. Offer her my help and advice.â
Blain nodded. âItâs amazing. All these years, Iâve never seen you go beyond being friends with a woman. You donât even date. But since Vanessa rolled into town, youâve seemed distracted.â
âHow do you know that?â Rory asked, affronted. âYou havenât been around me that much when women are nearby.â
âRelax,â Blain said. âI saw you on Easter Sunday, and Alec told me you and Vanessa seemed chummy at Easter dinner at his house.â
Rory laughed. âWhat you and Alec call chummy, I call being friendly.â
âOh, okay. Weâll go with that then,â Blain said. âItâs nice to know youâre human after all. You could do worse. Sheâs cute, and Rikki says sheâs nice, too.â
Rory rubbed a hand over his choppy hair. âReally? I hadnât noticed.â
Blain shook his head. âRight. Iâll shut up now. Are we still on for pizza Thursday night?â
âAs always.â
âAnd we are gathering at the camp house for my bachelor party in two weeks?â
âYou better believe it. And I do have surprises lined up for you.â
âWhat? Choir rehearsal and memorizing Bible verses?â
âAfter we play a serious game of tic-tac-toe, yes.â
âWild night. Love it.â Blain shook Roryâs hand and headed to the door. âHey, Alec and I, weâve been there. We should be the ones giving you advice these days.â
Rory finally caved. âI might take you up on that offer. I like her. A lot. But...sheâs not returning that feeling.â
âGive her some time,â Blain suggested. âLike you said, sheâs been through a lot. One thing Iâve learned, dealing with Rikki and her family, strong women donât like to be messed with until theyâre ready to be messed with.â
âGot it,â Rory said, grinning at Blainâs down-to-earth assessment. âIâm learning that, my friend.â
After Blain and Rikki left, he turned to Barbara. âPlease tell me itâs quitting time.â
âItâs quitting time,â she said. âYou know you officially have Mondays off, so why are you still here?â
He shrugged. âHabit.â Then he went back in his office and tidied up. âI think Iâve signed all the proper checks and documents so yes, Iâm taking off early. I might take a run around the lake or maybe go kayaking.â
âGreat idea,â his secretary called back. âMe, Iâm going to go home and piddle in my garden.â
âOkay. See you tomorrow.â
Barbara left by the side door.
Rory locked up and was about to head to the garage underneath his apartment to get his kayak out when he saw Vanessaâs car moving up Lake Drive.
She was home.
* * *
He was standing by his garage apartment.
Glad she was wearing her shades, Vanessa noticed Rory out of the corner of her eye. Sheâd tried not to think about him, but he seemed to be front and center in her mind. Reminding herself that he did live and work right across the street, she chalked up this preoccupation with the cute preacher to being in such close proximity to him. Hard not to think about him when the pretty white church stood as a reminder every time she looked out the window.
So she pulled her car into the drive and geared up for a warm, soothing bath and a bowl of ice cream.