Your mother will be rid of my dad, your building will be repaired, and you will have had a date to your class reunion."Lynn still had misgivings, but the reminder that Trace would be her date to the class reunion stopped her from protesting further. “Okay, tell me your plan."Trace pushed his chair from the table and stretched his long legs in front of him. Lynn noticed how muscular they looked and had to stop herself from staring."Dad is taking your mother to the dance at the Grange Hall Friday night. I saw the tickets on the chest in his bedroom.""My mother has a name,” Lynn snapped, “It's Lillie.” There should be a law against any one man being so damn handsome.Trace sat up. “I've never even met your mother. I can't go around calling her by her first name."He did have a point. Lynn frowned. “Tell me the rest of your plan.""We show up at the dance, act like we have the hots for each other, and put on a wild public display of affection."A warning bell sounded inside Lynn's head.
