Indiscriminate Attraction. Linda Hudson-Smith

but he had said he’d take care of it. She couldn’t accept that, so he had agreed to her suggestion of Dutch treat.

      His mention of finally getting steady work had pleased her, but she wouldn’t let him spend his hard-earned money on her, not when he didn’t have a permanent place to lay his head.

      “Where will you be working?”

      Chancellor chuckled. “Home Depot. Grabbed hold of an employment application when we were there for the plant spray. When I took it back to the store, they’d just received an interview cancellation so they interviewed me instead. I got the job.”

      “Congratulations! Permanent?”

      “Part-time, with the possibility of lots of overtime. I’ve never worked a blue-collar job before. Should be very interesting.”

      Laylah saw Chancellor’s comment as an opening to the dozens of questions she wanted to ask him. She wanted to know exactly who he was and what kind of stuff he was made of. He was obviously a tough nut to crack if he could make it while living from pillar to post. Still, she felt she shouldn’t pry into his private life, wanting Chancellor to open up to her of his own accord. Laylah only expected that to happen after they had really gotten to know each other. They were still pretty much strangers. If she had her way, they wouldn’t be strangers too much longer.

      “When do you start working?”