back into his chair. “Well, I was a lawyer when we lived in L.A. But I’ve dumped all that to start my own business.”
“And what kind of business are you starting?” Jill asked, truly interested. For some reason she couldn’t put her finger on, Brandon seemed like the kind of guy who would succeed in anything he did.
“I’m opening a restaurant on Main Street. Maybe you’ve seen the signs.” He leaned forward, his eyes full of undisguised excitement and pride. “It’s called The Steak Place.”
Jill’s stomach dropped. No way!
She stared at him to make sure he wasn’t goofing around. He sat there looking at her, appearing totally serious.
She pressed her lips together and shifted on her chair. Oh, she’d seen the stupid signs, all right, every time she went to work. Brandon was the person who’d taken the lease for the adjoining space right out from under her nose!
Her cheeks blazed to life. Well, hurray. It looked as if her wish had come true. His line of work was unappealing.
He was her competitor, someone who could spell disaster for not only her livelihood, but also her plans to be a successful, well-respected businesswoman.
Put simply, he was a man she wished had never come to town.
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