junk food during nana-and-me dates.”
She was too tired to argue about it now. “Okay.”
“Does this man you’re going out with know about Caitlin?”
No, he didn’t.
She’d thought about telling him she was a single mom to a five-year-old. Just to see how quickly he would backpedal from his invite, much like the last two guys did after finding out about Caitlin.
But the idea of spending a few hours up by the falls with another adult of the opposite sex, especially one as goodlooking and well, nice, as Dean Pritchett, was too tempting to pass up.
Besides, she wasn’t looking for anything serious. Goodness knows she had enough seriousness in her life, especially now. Her plans to move away from Rust Creek Falls had implanted even more fully in her head after the school board’s rejection of her job application.
“Well, does he?” her mother asked.
“No. At least not yet.” Shelby had a feeling he would have mentioned Caitlin if someone else had already told him. “Don’t worry, Mama, Sunday afternoon is nothing more than a one-time thing.”
She closed her eyes to the seed of hope that was already rooting inside of her. The one that said maybe this was more than that.
Much more.
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