Season of Dreams by Jenna Mindel Page B

Speaking of which, we need to exchange our emergency contact info in case something happens to either of us in the field.”
    Adam narrowed his eyes. “You’re serious.”
    â€œOf course, I am. Accidents happen, you know. My grandfather accidentally shot himself while cleaning his gun. I was only five when he died, but it still makes me think. You can’t be too careful.”
    â€œI guess not.” So far with Eva he’d been the only one who ended up in pain. But she made a good point. He hoped they never had to execute an emergency call. He should have thought of it when they started working together. “Got a pen and paper?”
    â€œYup. I printed out mine for you.” She pushed a couple pieces of paper toward him and then looked up. “Are you hungry?”
    â€œYes,” he said quietly. Eva’s hair hadn’t been combed and it hung in a tousled mess past her shoulders. Her cheek still bore a crease from her pillow. His fingers itched to smooth that tiny red line on her face. He slammed his hands into his pockets.
    Finding her cute was one thing, but this attraction to her was definitely something else. He should hightail it out fast, but his feet felt nailed to the floor. “Are we pruning later then?”
    She shook her head. “Not today. I think you should go home and rest. I’ve got some personal stuff I need to take care of anyway.”
    He nodded but couldn’t help but wonder what she was up to today.
    â€œCoffee?” She turned to get a mug from the cupboard and then handed it to him.
    His fingers slid over hers. “Thanks.”
    She gave him a searching look before pulling away, and then she got busy pouring the strong brew in his cup. “The E.R. doctor gave me an extra dose of epinephrine. Make sure I give it to you before you leave.”
    â€œKeep it here.” He grinned. “Just in case you slip me another mickey.”
    Her eyes widened, and her full-lipped mouth dropped open.
    â€œI’m teasing you, Eva.”
    She shook her head. “Not funny. I could have killed you.”
    â€œBut you didn’t.”
    With a slight smile she said, “I have a new recipe for you to try if you’re up for it. Baked cherry pecan French toast stuffed with sweet ricotta cheese. It’ll be done in a couple minutes.”
    â€œSounds amazing.” Eva and cherries. He couldn’t think of one without the other. “Did you remodel the room I stayed in?”
    â€œThat was my parents’ room. And yes, I wallpapered and painted and found some comfy furniture at a yard sale. I planned on making it the main suite. The other three bedrooms need private baths installed.”
    â€œThat’ll be expensive.” He sat on a stool on the other side of the island, content to sip his coffee and watch her put out plates and silverware.
    She shrugged. “I’ll figure out a way.”
    The clunk-clunk of Beth coming down the stairs prevented Adam from prying into how Eva planned to do that. Her plans were none of his business.
    â€œMorning, Adam. How are you feeling?” Beth grabbed a cup of coffee and slipped into a chair next to his. “Better.”
    â€œDid Eva tell you the news?” Beth stirred two heaping teaspoons of sugar into her coffee.
    â€œWhat news is that?” He watched Eva stuff her hands into oven mitts and pull a steaming pan out of the oven.
    â€œI’m going with her to see her folks. We’re flying out of Cherry Capital Airport in Traverse City.”
    He wasn’t surprised, but the quick stab of disappointment he experienced was far from expected. “When?”
    â€œLess than two weeks is spring break. We got a great deal. My mother works at the airport.”
    â€œThat’s great.” Adam figured that Eva wasn’t the kind of person who’d pull in a favor from Beth’s mother on her own. She certainly hadn’t taken him up on his offer, but