Hometown Valentine. Lissa Manley

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      “Then that’s what I’ll do.” She paused. “Let’s see. It’s just after eleven. How about I check in at two?”

      “Um, well...” He chewed on the inside of his cheek. “That seems like a long time.”

      “Okay, how about one-thirty?”

      “Sounds good.” Surely he could go two and a half hours without checking in.

      “I’ll talk to you then.” A moment passed. “Oh, and, Blake?”

      “Yes?”

      “Don’t worry. I’ve got this covered.”

      His tense shoulders eased down all the way. “I know you do,” he said truthfully. “You’re very capable. Peyton’s in excellent hands, I know that.” Lily was better with Peyton than he was.

      “Okay, then. Try to relax. Bye.”

      “Bye.”

      He pressed End and shoved his cell into his pants pocket. Boy, did he feel foolish. He’d been a pest this morning. In his defense, though, this was the first time he’d left an ill Peyton. He’d never imagined how hard it would be to turn over her care to someone else when she wasn’t feeling well. All of his protective instincts were on high alert.

      He sat back down behind his desk. He had to find a way to let go of Peyton during the workday or The Cabana would be toast. He trusted Lily implicitly. She’d really saved the day by agreeing to fill in for Mrs. Jones. And the last thing he wanted was for her to think he didn’t have faith in her. He had to quit bugging her and rest assured that she would call if Peyton took a turn for the worse.