two men with him were big as well, and she wondered if they were related—although he was ash blonde with dark eyes that she assumed were blue, while they had black hair.
The men laughed at something he said, and he turned to look at her, as though he knew she was staring. Tammie could feel herself blushing and lowered her gaze to her plate, where her burger was only half-eaten. Refusing to look up again, though she could feel his eyes on her, she doggedly ate the rest of her meal and waited for Ginny to return with her check.
She would ask how she could meet this home grown defender of the weak, and maybe he could shed more light on this business of the wolves. A ruckus over at the table with the newcomers had her raising her eyes once more to the back of the diner, in time to see tall, blond, and gorgeous standing up to pull Ginny away from one of them. Not wanting to be found gawking like a schoolgirl again, she lowered her eyes and waited till Ginny walked by to stop her.
“What’s going on? Are you okay?”
Ginny pocketed her pad and smiled. “Yeah, I’m all right. Lex just hates it when Jeff messes with us. He’s such a gentleman.”
Tammie thought she was going to sigh and wondered if Ginny was half in love with the man she called Lex. Wait...Lex, as in Alexander Cole?
“Is that the guy who saved the mayor’s grandson from the wolf?” she asked.
“Yeah, that’s Lex.” Ginny looked over at him, and Tammie could swear the waitress’s eyes got dreamy.
“Oh, it’s like that, is it?” Tammie drawled, smiling. Ginny just smiled back and walked off, returning a moment later with her bill. As she was getting her wallet to pay, Lex Cole and his companions walked past her table, and she watched him walk through the doors, bidding farewell to the manager on his way out. He was taller than she had imagined, and his two companions were only slightly shorter. Given her own diminutive size, she couldn’t imagine ever being comfortable around him, but she knew she had to interview him for the story she hoped she would find here.
The heat of early afternoon slapped her in the face when she stepped outside, and Tammie hurried back to the hotel, inhaling deeply of the cold recycled air in the lobby when she shut the door behind her. She closed her eyes for a second and heard a chuckle from the desk. Snapping them open again, she found herself the object of some amusement from the young woman behind the desk.
“Don’t mind me,” the clerk said. “I just love to watch the expression of the people who come in out of the heat. It just tickles me to see the relief on their faces when the cold air hits them.”
Tammie smiled at her. “It’s brutal out there!” she commented on her way past the desk, and then she paused. “May I ask you something?” she said, turning fully to face the young woman behind the desk. She had an idea.
“Surely, ma’am. How may I help you?”
“Do you know Alexander Cole?”
There was a slight pause, almost imperceptible, but Tammie noticed it and wondered why. Then, the woman, whose name tag said she was Lily, smiled and answered brightly.
“Everyone knows Lex, Ms. Gibbs! And they either hate him or love him. Why do you ask?”
“I’m here to write a story about that rescue, and the news reports say Mr. Cole was the hero of the hour.”
“Lex is always the hero, even when no one is watching,” Lily said. “But because he’s a member of a bike club, he gets flak from some folk who are scared of him anyway. He’s a big guy. You can’t miss him.”
Tammie smiled again, remembering the man she had seen only a few minutes ago. He is a big guy, all right! Scary big! She was determined more than ever to speak with him, given the reaction of the two women whom she had asked about him. However, she didn’t want to step on any toes, and either of them might be his lady friend, so she refrained from