In the Eye of the Storm by Jennifer Hayden

without too much work on Kylie’s part.
    The idea of seeing his family began to excite him a little. He would get to meet his new nephew. Kylie Celeb Weeklyonhe was had shown him pictures of the baby the other day. She was right; Lucas was the spitting image of Dusty.
    Sighing, Beau checked the clock. He’d been on his way to bed but now he felt restless. He supposed he could go for a run. He’d been lazy about his work-outs since the season’s end. After changing his clothes, he took off for a five-mile run.
    Not even fifty minutes later, he was back at the house and bored again. He didn’t really feel like sitting around or going to bed. It was only eight o’clock. Maybe he’d head to the store and pick up some stuff to make a decent breakfast for Kylie and Trey in the morning. It was the least he could do. If he threw a non-descript baseball cap on, chances were no one would bother him.
    Kate pushed the cart through the grocery store, absently checking her list. She’d opened her fridge in the hopes of having a quick dinner. No such luck. She generally went grocery shopping once a month. Apparently it had been a little longer than that, judging from the green mold on her small loaf of cheese and the curds swimming in the milk carton. Shopping hadn’t been at the top of her list of priorities lately.
    Reaching for two boxes of her favorite sugary cereal, she tossed them into her cart. Next came the toaster pastries—chocolate and strawberry. You never knew what kind of a mood you were going to be in.
    For some reason the hair on the back of her neck stood on end. She felt like she was being watched. Turning around, she checked the aisle behind her. It was empty. She narrowed her eyes. She’d had a bad feeling on her way into the store as well—almost like someone had been following her. Immediately, she thought of Wick and his angry eyes and shivered. He wouldn’t be following her. She was just paranoid.
    “I see you’re a health food addict.”
    Nearly jumping out of her skin, she whirled around and came face to face with Beau Callahan. He had a baseball cap on, pulled low near his eyes. He was understandably trying to be incognito.
    “You just scared the bejesus out of me! Why do you sneak up on people like that?” She scowled at him, her hand over her heart.
    He raised a brow. “You’re in a grocery store, Kate. There are likely going to be other people around.”
    “Well they don’t usually creep up behind me like a cat burglar. What are you doing here?” Had he been following her?
    He gestured to his cart, which was full of far more nutritious things than hers was—eggs, milk, bacon and fruit. What was he, a health nut? “Most people come here to shop,” he answered dryly.
    She supposed that was true enough.
    “You know it’s no wonder you’re cranky all the time. Look at the crap you’re eating.” He lifted a box of chocolate toaster pastries. “Healthy. You could have at least gotten the ones without frosting.”
    She narrowed her eyes. “Now why would I do that? That’s the best part.”<7K4KE">“/p>
    He grinned and tossed them back into the cart. “Where are the cookies and the ice cream?”
    “I haven’t reached aisle eight yet.”
    “I do have a weakness for Rocky Road. Maybe I’ll follow you there.”
    For some reason, his presence put her a little at ease. She still had the uncanny feeling that she was being watched. There was nobody to make him feel better. with di around but Beau though—at least not that she could see.
    “Why are you here this late at night?” she asked. It was after eight. She had been working all day, he hadn’t.
    He grabbed a box of whole-wheat crackers and tossed them into his cart. “I’m bored. Trey and Kylie went out to dinner and I had some time to kill. I thought I would get some stuff so I can make them breakfast in the morning.”
    She wished someone would make her breakfast in the morning. Maybe then she’d be buying something other