Someone like Denver, a regular at Galant, reminded her too much of Duran. He had once looked at her the same way.
But things were different now. She no longer had to make desperate choices. With Joy’s medical expenses taken care of, Hadley had no reason to sell herself ever again. That part of her life was over.
Denver watched her hesitate, his brows knitting slightly. “What’s wrong? You don’t like it?”
“Not exactly.”
Realizing she’d drifted too far into her thoughts, Hadley quickly forced a small smile. “I just didn’t want your car smelling like soup.”
“What?”
Denver arched an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes. “A little sweetness in the air never hurt anyone, Hadley.”
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