honor.” He headed to the door and as he left, an older man came into the building. Mia watched as the two men met gazes, then Kev nodded and left.
She walked over to meet the newcomer. “Hi, I’m Mia Malone. If you’re here to volunteer, we’re actually closing up for the day.”
“Actually, I came to see Mary Alice, but I guess she didn’t come to help?” He glanced around the warehouse.
“No, she stayed home to work on a project today. I’m going to the house. Can I have your name and I’ll tell her you stopped by?” The man looked like he was one of the Sun Valley crowd. He wore a black suit that had to be designer the way it looked. His salt-and-pepper hair was grayer at the temples, making him look thoughtful, powerful, and strangely enough, rich.
“Forgive me. I’m Dorian Alexander. I’m friends with your grandmother.” He held out his hand. “She’s told me a lot about you, Mia.”
When Mia shook the hand, she felt the power that oozed out of the man. And she felt something else, a calm, friendly spirit of a really nice man. She didn’t doubt that he could be dangerous, but he was basically a nice guy. And he was a bit infatuated with her grandmother.
“Well, that’s one of us.” She studied the man. Grans could do a lot worse. Then she relaxed her gaze into a smile. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“I’m away on business a lot, so I’m not surprised my name hasn’t come up, but I hope to be hanging out here in Magic Springs more often. I’m sure I’ll see you again.”
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