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Loving Ms. Sheri

    “I found the problem, Sheri. The coupling had worked itself loose. The leak was nothing more than a small drip.” Graham rolled his shirt sleeves down and buttoned them again. “Funny how that happens isn’t it?”

    “Yes, Mr. Daniels, it is.”

    “It’s a good thing you had this pipe wrench. I found it inside the cabinet.”

     She dared not look at him, her face was hotter than a barbecue grill at a Charleston Fourth of July picnic. Surely her flaming skin would divulge her secret and he would know she had hoodwinked him into coming home with her, though she would never own up to it. Her heart pounded furiously. Her mother would be appalled by the way she was throwing herself at a man. She giggled underneath her breath. “But you have never met the likes of Graham Daniels, dear Mother.”

    “It came in rather handy.” Graham playfully snickered at her, deciding to let her keep her secret as any southern gentlemen would. “Would you like for me to leave it there or do you usually keep it somewhere else?”

    Lifting her eyes to meet his challenge, Sheri lips twisted into a smug grin. “You can just leave it there; in case the leak comes back.”

     “Yes, it may do just that.”

     Her whirling emotions made her dizzy, causing her to grasp the dinette chair even tighter. His left eyebrow lifted teasingly as his lip curled bringing with it that crooked grin she so adored. She waited for him to call her out on her mischief. Instead, a softer more affectionate smile stole across his lips.

    “I’ll return the wrench back to where I found it. Who knows we may need it again.” He jested with a teasing wink.

    Fanning herself frantically hoping the heat would leave her cheeks before he returned, Sheri proceeded to set the table. Dare she think it? Could it really be happening? Was Graham Daniels flirting with her? Did his smile convey a deeper message?

    “It smells good in here.”

     Sheri had been so caught up in her thoughts that she had not heard Graham walking up behind her. The sound of his voice jolted her into taking a quick step forward landing her against the table clumsily.

     “Sheri?” Graham’s arm captured her just above the elbow steadying her on her feet again. “Are you okay?”

    “I,” Sheri stuttered under the concern she saw in the ocean of blue that gazed down at her. “I’m fine. I was deep in thought and did not hear you.”

    Releasing her, Graham nodded to the table setting. “I will gather my stuff and get out of your way so that you can enjoy your company.”

    “No one else is coming, Mr. Daniels. I was hoping to repay your kindness by sharing my lunch with you.”

    “And I was hoping to be invited. I must say it looks too good to turn down.”

    Sheri tore her eyes away from him and motioned to the chair across from her own. “Please sit, Mr. Daniels.”

    “Allow me,” Graham pulled the chair out for her.

    “I need to let you know that I appreciate what you have done for me, but this is not a ploy to recruit a relationship. I’m a little too old for romantic notions.”

    Graham’s lip pushed upward in a grin. He was still holding on to her chair, waiting for her to take a seat. “I was trying to be a gentleman, Ms. Sheri.”

    Sheri kept her eyes on the wall in front of her as he eased her chair in place. Her hands trembled in her lap as she felt him lean close to her. He was so handsome, so strong, and he smelt so good. If she turned her head in the slightest, her lips would be touching his. It was all she could do to force herself to sit still while he spoke softly in her ear.

    “I’m not sure I believe you, Ms. Sheri.” He paused a minute and she knew he was studying her reaction to him. “Please, don’t throw in the towel on romance just yet.”

Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and shew thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not.

(Jeremiah 33:3)

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