I don’t want to disturb you.” Dan poked his head through the door of Serena’s office, offering her a smile that curled her toes. After the way she’d practically tossed him out the day before, he probably lacked the enthusiasm and courage to boldly walk in. She chided herself on her lack of customer courtesy, but damn, the man messed with her mind…and body. “Please, come in. I promise not to throw you out. Unless, of course, you say something like you’re searching for a fortuneteller.” Hopefully, he’d see the humor in her comment and take it as an offer of truce. He held up his hand in an “I promise” gesture while crossing his heart as he walked through her door. “No, ma’am. I know my place and no more jokes about your business. Hey, you’re working hard to set up my dates. I wouldn’t want to spoil our relationship, now would I?” “I hope you’re not mocking me.” She frowned, trying to get a “read” on his true feelings. Nothing but honest vibes emanated from him.
