Shane had left her a phone message, checking on her earlier in the day. He’d wanted to come by for lunch but it was a big new release day and she’d been rushed off her feet and had worked several hours overtime. She’d called and left him a voicemail that she couldn’t do lunch but hoped to see him later on if he still wanted to. She hoped like hell she hadn’t freaked him out. Gauging by his wanting to have lunch with her, she didn’t think so but hell, he may have wanted to lay it all out that he thought she was a freak and to stay away from him. Maggie was his sister-in-law after all, she probably told him all about the craziness of the night before. Standing in front of her open fridge, hair in a ponytail, feet bare, legs exposed by a pair of cut off shorts, she jumped when someone knocked on the door. A quick check showed Shane Chase waiting on her doorstep. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door, wincing at what a mess she must look. He looked her up and down and shook his head.
