up her satchel. They walked back to the headquarters in matching strides.
âIâd like to offer to buy you lunch, but Iâm afraid youâd think I meant it as a date.â Fifth fought the urge to step out of range as he asked.
âIâm starving. I might go if we both understand itâs only a thank-you lunch.â She pointed to where the sheriffâs cruiser had been parked. It was missing, along with Statenâs huge black Dodge. âLooks like everyone left us.â
âThere is a big meeting in town. Didnât they tell you? We may have wind turbines coming in across this part of Texas. Some say itâll double the size of the town. If I know the people of Crossroads, theyâll talk it to death before deciding.â
She nodded. âQuinn mentioned it. Iâm staying over for a few days, so she said weâll have lots of time to catch up. I grew up around here, but my parents moved to Granbury when I started college.â
Opening the car door, he added to the offer. âIf you have lunch, I promise to bring you back to Kirklandâs place. Iâm guessing you donât have a car and you wonât want to wait in town for the meeting to end.â
Madison hesitated. âYouâre right, but I donât know about a lunch date. Small town. Crowd in town, half of which will know me. All probably know you. Theyâll have us engaged before we order dessert.â
âWell, then, we might as well do it right here. How about in the back of my cruiser or on the grass? We could skip lunch or dating or marriage. Letâs just...â
âStop it. I get the point.â
He laughed. âDonât tell me youâre shy?â
âNo, I just donât like crowds.â
He understood. They would stick out by about a head. âI know just the place that will be perfect for lunch, or whatever you have in mind. Trust me.â
She looked like she was about to say ânot a chance,â but instead she folded into his cruiser without a word.
He lifted a brow. That was easy.
The conversation was stilted all the way back to town. When he pulled through the Dairy Queen and ordered, she relaxed a little. Five minutes later, when he parked in the empty museum parking lot, she smiled.
âI remember this place. Thereâs a seating area overlooking the canyon.â
âOur table is waiting. No crowds. Only the wind and ants.â
She laughed as he handed her two root-beer floats while he got the burgers and they headed toward the picnic area.
Within a few minutes, they were talking like old friends. She told him stories of being in the air force after college, and he told her about wild car chases and arrests that heâd only heard about.
They figured out that they graduated from high school the same year, but she seemed to have had hundreds more adventures than he had. Sheâd traveled the world and been in combat once when sheâd flown a rescue mission. Heâd traveled Texas and had pulled his service weapon once in two years.
Both shared stories of being the tallest in every class picture and the problems they both had dating.
In the end, when he drove her back to the Kirkland Ranch, Fifth felt like heâd made a friend.
Maybe theyâd work together again sometime. Maybe sheâd call him the next time she visited her relatives, but he saw no sparks between them when she said goodbye.
As always, he was in the friend category.
The only problem was, this time he wasnât sure he wanted to be.
CHAPTER NINE
Crossroads
R ABBIT DIDN â T COME back for two nights, but Yancy went to his barn and worked late. Heâd planned the stairs to be his next project, but found himself looking for excuses not to work on it. Finally, on the third night, as he cut the wood for the rails for the staircase, his mind drifted repeatedly to how sheâd felt in his arms.
She was small, but after holding her, he had no
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