Lola had become a permanent fixture in his life for the past two weeks and he wasn’t a man who lied to himself. He couldn’t get enough of her. Dangerous. Sam knew he was playing with fire and like a dumbass, he was bound to get burned. The woman would be deadly to his heart and he constantly had to remind himself of what she was. Rich man arm candy. A blast of shockingly cold air hit Sam the minute he and his deputy Eldon, stepped through the door of Blue Belle’s. Time for a quick jolt of caffeine. Yeah, keep lyin’ to yourself, buddy. You’re here for her . Sam saw Lola immediately as she came through the swinging doors that led to the kitchen. Balancing a big tray of blue plastic glasses, she turned and started stacking them next to a giant silver urn that was marked with a popular tea label. Smiling at the sight she presented with her hair pulled up in a big, messy pile of curls, he and Eldon planted their butts on bar stools at the counter.
