Emmett deliberately turned his back to the door, refusing to acknowledge her presence. It had been three weeks since he’d told her that it was over between them. Evidently he was the only one who believed that was true. As he watched Jana’s reflection in the mirror behind the bar, his boss sidled over closer to where Emmett stood. He took note of the fact that Dan still kept a healthy distance between them. Smart man. “So, tell me, Emmett. Are you going to keep ignoring her, or wise up and take what Jana is offering?” Emmett fought down a hot surge of frustration. He put his hands flat on the counter and counted to ten before trusting himself to speak. “Man, I know you’re my boss and everything, but shut the hell up.” Dan moved off long enough to ring up a customer, but he came right back. “One more thing, and then I promise I’ll shut up. I don’t know what happened between the two of you, and I don’t really care.
