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Damian coughed. “You want kids?”

Kat plopped down on her bed. “Yes. I want kids. That’s definitely a deal-breaker for me.” Crud. She was slipping again. Kat wanted kids. But would Amelia want them? Too late now. Amelia wanted kids, whether it made sense or not.

“That’s good to know.”

Now, intensely curious, Kat had to ask. “What about you?”

Damian took a few seconds to answer. “I didn’t think I’d ever have them, so I guess I never thought much about it. If I did ever have a child I would want to be sure they knew they were loved.”

Kat’s heart warmed. He was a good man, even with his faults. “I’m glad.”

“Is the puppy a deal-breaker for you?”

She giggled. “I can’t believe you don’t like puppies. Who hates puppies?”

“I don’t hate them. I just dislike slobber on my shoes and scooping up poop.”

“You can train a dog not to chew on your shoes. And the poop…well, I’ll just say that sometimes the benefits outweigh the downsides.”

“That’s fair. I don’t love the idea of a pet, but I suppose it’s not a deal-breaker for me. If I found the right woman, and she came with a puppy, I’d find a way to make it work.”

Kat found herself smiling despite herself. “Was that the last question?”

“Oh, no. I have lots more.”

“How many?” Kat piled her pillows behind her to get comfortable.

“You don’t want to know.”

She laughed. “You can keep going. I have time.”

Chapter 21

Damian awoke on Friday in a good mood. He’d talked to Amelia long into the night. He thought talking to Amelia would get Kat out of his head, but that hadn’t worked. It was funny, but Amelia was a lot like Kat, which made him want to see Kat even more. He should be upset about that, but he couldn’t muster up the needed energy. He just wanted to forget about the obstacles, and enjoy his trip to Pleasant Hollow.

He wanted to take Kat out and see what happened. Forget about the things making it impossible to have a relationship. He wanted to just spend time with her. Something was pulling him toward her, and even though it seemed impossible, he wanted to see where things could lead.

The flight seemed to stretch out forever. It was noon by the time he’d rented his car and driven into town. He couldn’t wait to see Kat, so he parked in front of the newspaper and walked inside.

A woman in her seventies sat behind the receptionist’s desk, a pair of orange glasses perched on the end of her nose. “May I help you?” she asked.

Damian blinked. “Where’s Kat?”

“Who?”

His collar suddenly felt too tight. “Katherine. She used to be the receptionist here.”

The woman shrugged. “Sorry, I’m new.”

Heat crept up his neck. Had Lydia fired Kat? His gaze traveled back to the closed office door. “I need to speak to Lydia.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. She doesn’t want any interruptions right now.”

“Too bad,” he said under his breath. He stalked around her desk. The woman sprang up out of her chair and followed after him. She was amazingly spry for her age.

“Sir, you can’t go back there.”

Damian ignored the woman, his footsteps sounding on the hard floor. Everyone looked up from their computers as he walked by. He burst into Lydia’s office. Lydia looked up with a startled expression.

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