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tall her niece was now. While Chase’s height was above average, he was still just six feet with his boots on.
    “Well,” he said, needing to change the subject. “I need to get to work. Why don’t you give me her cell so I’ll have a way of callin’ her.”
    Janie wiggled both eyebrows. “You want her number?”
    Not for what you’re thinking . “Well, yeah. I just figured that would be the best way to contact her at the airport.” He shrugged. “Or, I can just hold up a sign with her name on it.”
    “Perfect idea. I’ll make the sign tonight and you can take it before you leave for your gig thing.”
    “Yes, ma’am. I’ll be by to pick it up the mornin’ before we leave.” He took the rest of the roll and handed Janie his plate. “Thanks for feeding me.”
    “You’re welcome.” She grinned as she followed Chase out the door. “Oh, I’ll still text you Addie’s number.”
    Chase waved a hand. “That’d be great.”
    “Have a good day.”
    “You too.” He climbed in his truck and headed to work, telling himself not to worry about his neighbor’s matchmaking ideas. Out of all the girls he’d dated, not one of them had ever been a redhead. They weren’t really his type.
    * * *
    Chase tucked the bright colored sign Miss Janie made for him in between the airport’s vinyl chairs. His idea of a sign didn’t entail sparkling glitter. He didn’t plan on using the sign, not when he could just as easily text, but Miss Janie was so excited about it he knew he had to at least bring it inside. As it was, he left the balloon bouquet in his truck.
    Since Miss Heywood’s plane wasn’t due for another ten minutes, Chase leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. He might as well catch a few Z’s while he waited. The performance the night before had been great and they’d played until two in the morning. Before going to his hotel room, he’d stayed up even later talking with a pretty girl. Chase called it a night when the girl invited him for a sleepover.
    Even if he had been tempted—which he hadn’t been—his mama raised him to respect women. With four sisters, Chase took it upon himself to protect them from guys that usually had only one thing on their mind. Luckily, two of his sisters were happily married. The other two—the twins—were the youngest and were making him crazy. They were beautiful. They knew it, and they knew everyone else knew it too.
    He couldn’t wait for them to graduate high school in a few months. Although he wasn’t a proponent of marrying young, he sort of hoped the twins would find good husbands their first year in college like his other sisters had.
    He shifted in the hard seat and tried not to think of where that would leave him—the oldest and not married. His parents, especially his mother, would be all over him like a tick on a hound dog, harassing him for being single and trying to set him up with every eligible girl in the state of Georgia.
    No thanks. Being the only son in a houseful of girls made him leery of marriage. His sisters’ emotions were all over the place. He was an expert on PMS and he’d had to buy more feminine products over the years than any guy should ever be subjected to. In spite of Jackson’s insistence that the benefits of marriage far outweighed the hormonal mood swings, Chase was content focusing on his career for now.
    A mother with two young boys took the empty seats next to Chase. Right away, an unpleasant odor wafted up from one of the kids. Chase decided to skip his nap and quickly vacated his seat. He walked over to the monitors and was surprised to see Miss Heywood’s plane landed early.
    A few minutes later, an influx of passengers approached the baggage-claim area. Chase moved toward the one designated for the flight number Miss Janie gave him. He leaned against a column and studied the passengers, looking for a redhead. He doubted he would be able to identify Janie’s niece by sight, especially since he’d been too