Jennifer thought she might be sick. She hadn’t been able to sleep. She left Ashley a note and came to check her list one more time. She’d forgotten something. She was sure she’d forgotten something. But every item on her list was checked off. So what…? Trent strode into her office. That was it. The alarm system. She’d failed to turn the alarm system back on after she came in. Without a word, he took the legal pad with her checklist out of her hand and replaced it with a cup of coffee. “Decaf with lots of milk,” he said. “The last thing you need is caffeine or acid. Now, relax. It’s going to be fine.” She meant to ask him what he was doing here, making it sound as if she weren’t glad to see him. What came out was, “How do you know it’s going to be okay?” “I know because we have one of the smartest women I know running Stenner Autos.” She stared at him blankly. He leaned forward from his seat on the corner of her desk. “That’s you, Jen. I’m talking about you.”
