Chapter 5

Pulling out of the lot, Jim laughed. “I’m jumping at shadows, or more like I’m conceited enough to think I’m worthstalking. Yeah, someone’s leaving those notes, but it has to be a woman. That is sonot a man thing. At least not any man I’ve ever met.”

He’d known his fair share, mostly as friends and nothing more. The occasional one’s he’d hooked up with had not been the sort who would have written what seemed like…

Love notes is the best way to think of them, I guess, from someone who’s fixated on my smile, of all things. He leaned over quickly to check what his smile looked like in the rearview mirror. Just like anyone else’s, as far as I can tell.

“Yeah, the notes are not a man thing. Ergo, that guy is not the one writing them. It’s just coincidence we both were at the same place at the same time, and nothing more.” 3