You said to stop by.” He simply couldn’t find the words to answer her. The outside morning light struck her from behind, lighting up her thick auburn hair like gold fire. She wore it loose, and it fell over the shoulders of her forest-green sweater, a color that matched her eyes. She was positively dazzling. Lucas was staring, as well, Nick noted with irritation. In fact, if his jaw fell open any wider, it would hit the bottom drawer of the toolbox. “Maggie? Maggie Smith?” “Hello, Lucas.” Maggie smiled. “I’m surprised you remember me.” “I remember Maggie Smith.” Lucas managed the good grace to at least close his mouth. “I just don’t remember you.” “Thank you, I think.” She touched the top of Drew’s head. “This is my son, Drew. Drew, this is Mr. Blackhawk.” Lucas pushed away from the toolbox, then knelt down in front of the youngster to shake his hand. “Just call me Lucas.” Drew politely shook Lucas’s hand. “Nick came over for dinner last night and my mom ran over my bike and Nick says he can fix it and I can help.”
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