A Ring for Cinderella
answered all the questions, but inside she was frightened at the new direction her life was suddenly taking.
    “You will drive into the city every day?” Rosa asked.
    As Susan nodded, Rosa asked another question. “Will your car hold up for that kind of drive?”
    Susan caught Zach’s frown out of the corner of her eye, but she pasted a cheerful smile on her face. “I’m sure it will.”
    “What kind of car do you have?” Zach asked.
    “A compact.” Then she changed the subject “Don’t you need to get back to the hospital, Zach? I’ll be fine now. Give Gramp our love.”
    “I will. But right now I want to see your car.”
    “Why?”
    He ignored her. “Paul, you want to come downstairs and point your sister’s car out to me?”
    Delirious with happiness, the boy never hesitated. “Sure. Come on, Manny. Last one down’s a rotten egg!”
    “That’s dirty pool, Zach Lowery,·· Susan pro. tested.
    But he didn’t wait With a sly wink at Susan, he followed the boys out of Rosa’s apartment

Chapter Eight
    Z ach stared at the wreck of a car Paul was pointing to. It was practically an antique, an antique that had been badly mistreated.
    He heard Susan behind him and turned around. “Do you ice-skate on those bald tires when it freezes over?”
    “I’m going to get new tires with some of the money you gave me,” she said hurriedly, her chin coming up.
    “New tires won’t solve all your problems,” he pointed out.
    “True. I’ll still have to put up with you.”
    “Don’t sass me, lady.”
    “Don’t interfere with my business,” she returned.
    “What’s the matter?” Paul asked, a worried look on his face.
    Zach grinned as he watched Susan realize that
     she’d have to change her tune so as not to upset her beloved brother. She immediately assured Paul all was well.
    “Or it will be when you get a new car.” Zach wasn’t going to back down on this decision. It would be criminal to let Susan drive fifty miles each way all winter in this jalopy.
    “I can’t afford a new car.” She stepped behind Paul, putting her arms around his neck. and spoke to him, ignoring Zach. “How would you and Manuel like to go to the diner for lunch? Then I could bring you back before I start working.”
    “Hey, neat! Let’s go ask your mom,” Paul said to his friend, and the two boys raced up the stairs again.
    “I don’t know where they get their energy,” Zach muttered, watching them until they disappeared from view.
    “Look. Zach, I don’t want Paul upset, so stop arguing with me in front of him,” Susan ordered sternly.
    He stared at her, then removed his hat and bent over to brush his lips across hers. As his lips returned to taste more deeply, his arms pulled her against him. The feel of her down his length was as stunning as always.
    “Oooh, that’s gross!” Paul called from the landing.
    Zach lifted his head, glad something had distracted him before he completely lost control. “I’ll remind you of that remark in a few years, buddy,” he called with a grin.
    He settled his hat in place, grabbed one more quick kiss and turned to his rental car. “I’ll pick you up at the regular time,” he called to Susan over his shoulder.
    He didn’t wait for an answer. In the first place, he didn’t want to hear any excuses why she couldn’t go with him this evening. And he certainly didn’t want their argument to start again.
    He’d already made up his mind.
     
    Lunch with the boys didn’t involve conversation. All Susan had to do was listen to the excited chatter and speculation about life on a ranch.
    “Do you think we’ll get to ride horses?” Paul asked, his eyes widening at the sudden thought.
    “I don’t know, sweetie. You’re both a little young.”
    “We’re big enough,” Paul asserted, with Manuel nodding.
    “We’ll see.”
    After she took the boys back to Rosa, along with lunch for her and her other two children, Susan tried to concentrate on her work. But thoughts about

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