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This no longer seemed like a good idea

At the sound of the bell over the door ringing, Molly swiveled in her seat. The new arrival was Richard Ward himself, tall, imposingly handsome, glancing around the sandwich shop until he spotted her at the table in the back corner. And, damn it, there was that loose-hipped walk that always stirred something in her.

She’d been the one to suggest they meet for lunch, completely separate from their kids.

“The waitress left you a menu,” she said inanely.

He nodded and pulled out a chair next to her. He took up way more than his fair share of space, and that, too, unsettled Molly; she was a big enough woman, she was taller than most men with whom she dealt.

Oh, get a grip! You’re not an adolescent. But feeling a lot like one right now.

“Mr. Ward, thank you for coming.” This is Trevor’s father. Trevor’s father, Trevor’s father. She’d chant it as many times as she had to.

This was not a date.