Unknown Divorce Revelation Beyond Time

Connie grinned, shooting Charlene a playful look. "Just now, Mr. Ferguson said

you should be more like him he had no idea Gaylord was interested in you until recently, but now he's figured it out. So, what about you? Did you notice?"

Charlene's feelings were a tangled mess. "Yeah, I did pick up on it."

But honestly, when Gaylord handed her that drink earlier, she hadn't thought much of it. It wasn't until she caught the way he acted around York-the way tension flickered in his eyes, that edge of jealousy-that she realized, belatedly, Gaylord might actually like her.

Connie laughed again.

Then, as if something occurred to her, she couldn't help asking, "Do they know about your situation?"

Charlene knew exactly what Connie meant. "They know, at least a little. I've been married, I have a child, and I'm getting a divorce-I made sure to tell York about it directly. As for Gaylord... I'm pretty sure I've mentioned it at work, so he should know too."

The fact that Gaylord knew all that-plus the fact he was a few years younger- left Charlene genuinely surprised when she started to sense his feelings for her.

Connie nodded in approval. "That's good. I haven't known them long, but I have a feeling they're both genuinely into you. Maybe you should give one of them a shot."

Charlene bit her lip, looking down in silence.

on from Thorne yet. It wouldn't be fair to anyone else if she forced herself to start

was about to say more when York strolled over, a plate of grilled meat in hand. He divided it between them with a warm smile. "Fresh off

Charlene didn't want to brush off his kind gesture. She set aside her drink and

bite. The whole time,

a hint of

not wanting to let his effort go unappreciated, she tasted it more carefully and then said, "It's really good. Perfectly cooked. Thank you

you like it," York replied, then added, "Is it

her head. "No, it's

could see she was a little uncomfortable, so he didn't press. "You ladies talk-I'll go make

who could cook perfectly well herself, felt bad watching him do

appeared, holding out a plate. "Here I made this grilled steak. Want

told, was a disaster in the kitchen. Worried it wouldn't turn out well, he'd gotten someone to teach him last night and had practiced several times, both i last night and this morning. After grilling, he'd even sampled it himself,

mid-step, looking

sense she'd just realized how he felt about her

sure how

smiled softly. "Will you