"Officer Grant!" she said with a growing smile on her face. How could she not smile at this attractive man, even if he did hold the keys to her personal prison?
"I thought you worked around here," he said. "I'm doing an inspection just up the road and I figured I'd get a coffee and a quick bite to eat first since I had the time."
Danielle steeled herself to avoid gushing, both literally and emotionally. When he reached the counter, he said to her, "Why don't you tell the lady what you'd like. It's on me." With steamy coffee cups in hand, he suggested a walk together. "I'd like to hear how things are going for you. Sounds like you had a difficult weekend."
She nodded her head. "I'd like that very much, Officer Grant."
They walked side-by-side down a winding path in a large, tree-canopie
