“Isn’t he cute? That he thinks he has a sense of humour?”

“Honey, I have a feeling he doesn’t think of you as a friend. Have you seen the way he looks at you?”She glanced at him and as if he could feel her gaze, he turned his eyes on her. Soft and hard all at once. “Yeah,” Mel said. “He promised to stop doing that.”

“He shook his head again. 'I just can't figure out why anyone in his right head would bother these Virgin River women.''Yeah. Makes no sense.' Jack said.”

“You dance?”“I think that might be overly optimistic,” he said. “I do something. I’ll try not to hurt you.”

“He tends to go for girls who are-Shelby, honey? Put your hands over your ears for just a sec.” Back into the phone he said, “He likes the real slutty ones. Ow!” he yelled when he received a whop to the back of the head.”

“She had become the answer to prayers he hadn’t known he whispered.”

“You’re a good date,” he said.“You thought of it as a date?”He nodded. “From the beginning.”