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empty spot.
    Georgie’s heart took a leap before she
recognized the dark green Durango as the window whizzed down.
“Jeffrey?”
    “Is everything okay?” he asked her, but
his focus was on Mason.
    “Sure. Why not?” she told him, slightly
shifting her stance so he could get a good look at
Mason.
    “I thought you said you were going to
your class, but I guess... I mean, I just thought...”
    “I’m fine,” she said, and made a show
of the class work she held in her arms, “and yes, I did go to
class, but Cassie, being the ever-on-call OB/GYN, had to go deliver
a baby. Mason, here, was kind enough to bring me to my
car.”
    Mason tipped his finger to the bill of
his cap.
    Jeffrey pursed his lips, his eyes and
mouth twitching before smiling, but Georgie thought it looked
forced, stiff, and hardly shy.
    “ Are you on your way home
now?” Jeffrey asked. “Would you like...”
    “Yes, we are. Mason and I are going to
discuss our chapters over coffee. So I’m fine. It was kind of you
to think of me, though. By the way...”
    “Good night then.”
    Before Georgie could say anything more,
the window went up and the vehicle pulled out of the slot. She
watched as he drove out onto the street and heard the squeal of his
tires.
    “ Wow,” she murmured, very
taken back at Jeffrey’s actions. And what was that with the
squealing of the tires? “I was going to ask him if he noticed
anything when he was at the shop, but...”
    “How do you know he was
there?”
    “What? Oh. He was making an appointment
as I went out the door to go to class.”
    “Is he the type who might take
Raggs?”
    “Jeffrey?” Georgie looked at Mason. She
felt the tug of her brow furrowing in disbelief while her breath
misted in the cool moist night.
    “As a joke, maybe?”
    “Again, Jeffrey?” She smiled as she
shook her head. “No.” She laughed. “No, no, no.”
    “But you did look surprised at the
squealing tires.”
    “That was... strange, to say the
least.” She pondered over the moment while reaching into her pocket
for her keys, and was unable to comprehend Jeffrey’s
actions.
    “And can I ask... not that I mind now,
but can I ask what that was about? You telling him we were going to
have coffee and go over the writing?”
    Her jaw muscles ached from
clenching her teeth, but she couldn’t bring herself to tell Mason
she was blatantly using him to make Jeffrey see there was nothing
there for him to cling to as in “ them ” as a couple. But that felt
so... so self-absorbed, so utterly conceited. A deep sigh escaped
her. Her uneventful day had somehow become this... this evening
filled with unanswerable problems and complications. And her poor
Raggs. Georgie would rather the thief had just opened the shop till
and taken the money. But to take Raggs!
    “Is he a boyfriend wannabe?”
    Georgie shrugged and looked in the
direction Jeffrey had driven off. She’d hear about this tomorrow...
or the day after, whenever his haircut appointment had been
scheduled.
    “Do you mind if I do see you
home?”
    “What?” she asked, being jerked back to
the moment.
    “Does your mind wander a lot like
this?” he asked.
    “No,” she half snapped at him, then
waved a hand to erase to her mood. “I’ve just never had so much on
my mind like I have this evening. But honestly, you don’t have to
see me home.”
    “Humor me on this, George. I won’t hold
you to your little lie to... what did you say his name
was?”
    “Jeffrey Sanders.”
    Mason nodded that he heard,
but made no comment. Cassie, what have you
gotten me into , Georgie thought with a
deep breath, but as she looked into Mason’s eyes, the concerned
face, there was a tug to a place she thought buried with
Sam.
    “Okay,” she heard herself say, “Follow
me home, but keep up. I don’t want to keep looking in the rear view
mirror for you.”
    “Oh, I think I can keep up,” he
smiled.
    ~~0~~
    This is not wise, Georgie
told herself, turning the key in the Subaru