“Mind if I hang out?” Cole asked, his eyes darting over to Lucie who had taken a seat in one of the guest chairs across from Luke’s desk.

Luke got the hint. After all, he wasn’t dense. He wouldn’t put himself in a position where Lucie could make any accusations against him. Not that she would, but when backed into a corner people sometimes did strange things.

Stepping into the office with Cole directly behind him, Luke made his way to the desk chair before turning his attention on the pretty bartender.

“What’s going on, Lucie?” Holding up his hand before she started to speak, he continued. “And before you start off with a lie, I want you to consider this your only warning. You were captured on camera, so your reason is the only thing that might keep me from calling the police.”

Lucie seemed to give his statement more consideration before she opened her mouth.

“I needed money.” That was her only explanation.

Luke understood that, but he needed a reason. Instead of asking the question straight out, he stared back at her waiting for her to elaborate.

“My daughter is sick.” This time her eyes filled with tears and Luke leaned forward in his chair, giving her his full attention. He might be a hard ass, but when it came to kids, Luke could almost forgive a parent a lot of things.

“What’s wrong with her?”

“She has chronic ear infections. Constantly getting strep throat. Her doctor said she needs to have her tonsils removed and tubes put in her ears. I can’t afford any of that. Not on my salary.” Lucie sobbed. “I know what I did was wrong, but you have to understand –”

Luke waited for her to calm down a moment. “What should I understand, Lucie? Talk to me.”

He was a little offended that Lucie would rather steal from him than come to him in the first place about her financial problems. She’d been working for him for years, and Luke knew her hardships. Hell, he knew the hardships of several of his employees.

He had always tried to be fair, and for a couple of years, he had even given large Christmas bonus’ hoping to help as much as he could without them thinking he was offering charity. His employees had pride, and he respected that. But that didn’t stop him from wanting to help.

“Her father doesn’t pay child support, and I don’t want to get government assistance. So, I started working a second job, but I couldn’t handle spending that much time away from her, so I had to quit. I didn’t know what else to do.”

Luke was dumbfounded. Here was a woman who had a four year old daughter, single handedly taking care of them both, but instead of coming to him for help she decided to break the law.

“Why didn’t you come to Luke for help?” This time Cole was dishing out the questions, moving closer, resting a hip on the edge of Luke’s desk.

Luke sat back allowing Cole to take over. He watched as Lucie stared back at the man, her eyes going soft while her chin darted out in defiance.

“How is he going to help me?” She asked, the intensity of her chocolate brown eyes focused on Cole.

Luke suddenly felt like a bystander as he watched something transpire between Cole and Lucie right before his very eyes. He was tempted to get up and walk out of the room, leave the two of them to hash out the issue, but this was his business. He couldn’t let Lucie off the hook without at least some sort of punishment.

“He damn sure couldn’t help you while you were stealing from him.” Cole stated, his tone heated with restrained anger. If Luke wasn’t mistaken, these two had a history.

“I didn’t know what to do.” Lucie admitted, her eyes darting to the floor while her hands fidgeted in her lap.

Luke felt sorry for the woman, but he was thoroughly pissed at the same time. She’d cost him a lot of money. He couldn’t imagine she had made a lot of money from selling the liquor on her own, but obviously that little extra had inspired her to keep going.

“How much money do you need?” Cole asked, surprising both Lucie and Luke. Luke stared at the man as he waited to hear where he was going with this.

“I don’t know yet. I’ve been saving the money I made so I can at least pay something to the doctors. She’s so sick.” The tears returned to Lucie’s eyes and Luke’s heart broke for the woman. Apparently he was going soft.

He’d met Lucie’s little girl a time or two when she brought her by to pick up her paycheck, and once at a company function. Now that he thought about it, the little girl was frail and unusually quiet, but Luke never considered the girl might be sick.

“When is her next appointment?” Cole asked, concern in his voice.

“What?” Lucie asked, her eyes darting back up.

Luke watched as an unknown emotion singed the air, arcing between Cole and Lucie and he wondered for a moment what the hell was going on.

“You heard me. When’s her next doctor’s appointment?”

“I haven’t made one.” Lucie admitted, sounding defeated.

“Make one. I want to go with you.” Cole said firmly, leaving her no room to argue.

Luke expected her to do just that, but he watched in stunned fascination as Lucie locked her gaze with Cole and nodded her head.

Then Cole turned his attention on Luke, and he saw the concern written on the other man’s face. He also recognized Cole’s understanding of the situation. Lucie had to be punished for her actions, but Luke couldn’t bring himself to call the police.

Turning his attention back on Lucie, Luke forced the words out. “How do you propose we handle this situation? I don’t want to call the police, Lucie, but I don’t know what else to do. You’ve cost me a lot of money, and, unfortunately, I’m not the only one who knows about this.”

Tears began to fall from Lucie’s eyes and Luke felt like a total shithead, though he had no reason to feel guilty. He sensed Cole’s body tense, and he felt the other man’s sudden need to protect this woman. He again wondered if something had happened between these two or if he was just imagining things.

“Please don’t call the police. I’ll pay you back. I promise.” She sobbed, her eyes pleading with him.

Luke sat silent for a few minutes, letting her fidget as she waited for him to respond. He wasn’t going to call the police. He never intended to call them, but he did intend for her to pay the money back. That was the least he should do in this situation. Based on the way Cole was reacting, Luke got the impression that Lucie Werner wasn’t going to have to worry about any doctor’s bills.

“We’ll work out a payment plan.” Luke stated, glancing up at Cole and then back to Lucie. “I need to talk to Logan, and then I’ll get back to you.”

Lucie nodded her understanding and then her eyes darted back to Cole who stood up from his perch on the desk.

Luke watched, still fascinated by the way Lucie reacted to Cole and the way she stood from her seat as Cole nodded his head in the direction of the door.

What he wasn’t happy with was the inexplicable jealousy that he felt watching the two of them.

* * *

Cole shut the door to Luke’s office as he followed Lucie from the room. Admittedly he was astonished at what just happened. Both by the fact that Lucie had been stealing from Luke and by Luke’s reaction to the entire situation. Had he really just let her walk out without any sort of finite punishment? The changes he noticed in Luke were astonishing, and he wondered if Sierra had to do with it or if Luke was just getting soft in his old age.

“Lucie, wait.” Cole called out to her as she began descending the steps that would take her to the main bar area. “We need to talk.”

Lucie stared back at him in disbelief, and he wanted to smile. This woman was a total enigma. So totally devoted to her daughter, the single mother had worked for years to provide the support the little girl needed. Cole was pretty sure that no one other than him knew the full story, or the fact that Lucie opted to be a single mother all on her own. Her daughter, Haley, had a father. And Cole knew who that man was, but he also knew Lucie didn’t want anyone else to know. Especially the father.

So, for years Cole sat back and kept his mouth shut. He’d also sat back and thought he and Lucie had become friends. Apparently she didn’t think so.

“What is it that you think we need to talk about?” Lucie asked, both fear and wariness etched into her features.

She knew Cole had the ability to blow the whistle on her. To share with the world, and Haley’s father, the entire situation. What she didn’t know was that Cole would never do that. Although he tried to encourage her to. It killed him to sit back and watch the man, a very good friend of Cole’s, unknowingly go about each day oblivious to the fact that he had fathered a child.

And yes, Cole was absolutely convinced that Haley’s biological father had no idea he’d given in to urges that resulted in the birth of that beautiful little girl.

“I’ll stop by your place tonight so we can discuss this. Make Haley’s appointment and let me know when it is. I’ll be there, and we’ll take care of the money issue.”

Lucie peered back at him, and he could see her need to argue, to turn down his generosity. Surprisingly she didn’t, and Cole understood how desperate she must be because Lucie Werner had never accepted anything from him or anyone else.

Watching her intently, Cole saw the way her brain churned overtime as she tried to come up with a feasible excuse. When she opened her mouth, closed it again, before nodding her head in defeat, Cole rested a hand on her shoulder.

“It’ll work out, Lucie. I promise.”

With that she turned and walked away, not glancing back. Cole had never made a declaration like that one before, but based on the changes he was seeing, he had never been more certain that things would actually work out.

* * *

Sierra sat in the plush home office of Susan Toulmin, Attorney at Law, waiting for the woman to hang up from the call she had been on when she answered the door. Susan called Sierra the night before and told her she had time the next day to meet with her to go over Sierra’s initial design changes for Susan’s eight thousand square foot home. Mansion would be a better name for it, but Susan tried to pretend that the monstrosity of a house was nothing more than the average person had. Yeah, right.

After spending several hours with Susan, getting a feel for the woman’s personality as well as her likes and dislikes, Sierra came up with a design she hoped the lawyer would be happy with. The woman was multifaceted and after their first meeting, Sierra had left feeling a little out of sorts. Eccentric was another adjective Sierra would use to describe Susan, but not out loud. Based on what she knew of the hard working attorney, Susan wouldn’t appreciate it.

As she waited patiently, trying not to eavesdrop on the call, she wondered how Susan would react. This wasn’t a new experience for Sierra, but she couldn’t deny the fact that she was nervous. She was just grateful she hadn’t had much time to dwell on this meeting after what had happened the night before with Luke. Sierra hadn’t been able to think of much other than what had transpired between the two of them during the early morning hours.

Knowing she had gotten in over her head, Sierra had reluctantly called Cole before Luke had woken, asking if he could come and pick her up. That was a decision she had contemplated long and hard before actually dialing, but with no one else to turn to, she had ended up making the call.

Thankfully he hadn’t asked any questions when he came to get her, nor when he dropped her at Logan’s so she could pick up her car. She’d quickly thanked him and hurried out of his truck, feeling out of sorts. After everything that happened between her and Cole in Vegas and the way he had so easily written her off when they returned, the few minutes they had been in his truck had been awkward.

She’d felt incredibly guilty asking Cole to come get her, knowing she couldn’t look him in the eye ever again. Though their time in Vegas had been special to her, and an experience she would never forget, Sierra couldn’t deny the overwhelming satisfaction when she had had Luke all to herself. The way he devoted every touch, every kiss to only her, Sierra found herself wanting him all to herself.

As much as she hoped he felt the same way about her, needing only her, Sierra wasn’t naïve enough to believe that to be the case. Hence her reason for sneaking out of his house at the break of dawn. If she could walk away with the memories of last night, without having to endure Luke’s rejection again, Sierra might be able to remain in one piece. Doubtful, but she was holding on to that thread of hope.