Ryan still has to take his boat home and clean it. He’ll be tired tomorrow. Thoughts of Ryan sent her spirits soaring. She felt her face heat at the remembered kiss. Will he think me too forward? He’s my coworker. I’d better be more careful, she cautioned herself.She entered the quiet house and put the fish in the kitchen sink. “Better get these packaged and put away,” she muttered. “I’ll save this nice fillet to cook for Ryan.” Laurette felt she worked efficiently for someone who’d had no idea what a fresh-caught salmon looked like a few hours ago. When the fish had been packaged and put in the freezer, she stretched and decided on a quick shower before bed.Tired as she felt, sleep did not come at once. Thoughts of Ryan raced through her mind. The day had indeed been special. She’d never had a companion like him before.Is he more than a friend? Sighing, she pulled the covers up and prayed silently until she fell asleep.❧Being around Ryan at work did not become a problem.
