Only a short one... not sure why I made this a separate chapter when I wrote it lol. Just didn't seem to fit in anywhere else.


Dillon had wanted to cancel their date, but Lucy had insisted that she'd made a commitment and had to honour it. It was surprisingly unbad. Even if she still refused to discuss herself, and even a mention of her dead husband failed to provoke a reaction, it was still a fairly normal, above average date. Again, she'd gone home with no physical contact with him. It was still promising; at least she'd said see you tomorrow as she left.

And she wasn't blanking him, she had even suggested that they go out again. But Dillon was still uneasy. Lucy Hart was more complicated than he'd ever thought, with the hidden dead husband and the distinct lack of emotion she was showing to it all. He liked her, he really liked her. But how could he ever hope to get through the walls she'd built up around herself? And if he couldn't get through them, how could they ever hope to have a future together?