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Mitch thought for a moment. “Can you wait while we check out the inside?”
Cassie’s eyes brightened. “Can I come, too? I promise I’ll zip my mouth and be quiet as a mouse.”
Mitch had to laugh. She wouldn’t last five minutes. “Of course you can come. And talk all you want. You know I value your opinion.”
Cassie blushed. “That’s nice of you to say.”
A look of speculation filled Alex’s eyes. He turned toward Cassie and stuck out his hand. “If we’re going to break bread together, we should know each other’s names. I’m Alex Darst, a new attorney in town.”
“Cassie Els. I live just down the street from Mitch.” She took his hand. “I’ve heard so many nice things about you. It’s a pleasure to finally put a face with a name.”
Mitch pulled his brows together. By the way they were acting, he’d have thought the two were strangers. “Didn’t you meet at the Young Professionals meeting?”
Alex shook his head. “I wasn’t there. I sent A
Of course Mitch remembered the evening. He remembered his shock at seeing A
“You’re A
“Yep. A
“I don’t doubt that,” Cassie said. “Even back in high school, A
A
“Are you and your husband happy you made the decision to move back?” Alex asked, abruptly changing the subject.
“I’m divorced.” Cassie lifted her chin. “It’s just my two boys and me now. And of course my friends.”
To Mitch’s surprise, she reached over, slipped her hand around his arm and gave a squeeze.
“Well, if this isn’t a motley crew…”
Cassie’s hand dropped from his arm and she took a step back.
Perhaps Mitch should have been surprised to hear A
“A
The hint of censure in the man’s voice roused Mitch’s protective instinct but he reminded himself this was A
“I am watching the office.” A
Her smile was engaging but Alex’s gaze narrowed. “What about walk-ins?”
“No one seeing an attorney just stops by,” A
“I still don’t understand what was so important that you had to leave the office,” Alex said.
“You forgot these.” A
The tight lines bracketing Alex’s mouth eased. Puzzlement filled his gaze. “What are they?”
“Documents for your ten-fifteen meeting.” The papers A
Alex took the papers from her outstretched hand and slipped them into his briefcase. A rueful smile tipped his lips. “Thanks. I shouldn’t have made assumptions before I had all the facts.”
“No worries.” A
Mitch resisted the urge to smile. For someone who could be so hot in bed, the entire time he’d known A
Before he had a chance to think about what he was doing, Mitch whipped off his coat and settled it around her shoulders. He wasn’t sure which of them was more surprised.
“I couldn’t—” A
“I’m plenty warm,” Mitch said, dismissing her protest. She’d been away from Montana too long. She’d obviously forgotten that in Sweet River, men took care of women. It didn’t matter if they had feelings for them or not.
“After we tour the building, we’re heading over to The Coffee Pot.” Cassie spoke for the first time since A
A
Mitch turned and headed for the building’s front door. He didn’t bother waiting for Alex’s response because it didn’t matter to him whether A
Chapter Five
A
Three prominent citizens had already stopped by to say hello. Pastor Barbee had been the first, followed by the sheriff. Then Henry Millstead, who’d been Mitch’s boss when he’d been in high school, had knocked on the window. Mitch had excused himself and gone outside to talk to the rancher for a few minutes.
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