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"You used me?" Belle looked down at the open burlap material in the man’s hand and the knotted twig he’d revealed. A piece of a grape vine, he’d explained, not that she trusted anything he said.
"It wasn’t like that. I just had to get it through security and I knew they’d check me. You look innocent, they always let your type through."
"I think you mean I looked gullible." She’d been dreaming of traveling for years and now her first trip overseas was off to a terrible start. "I thought you liked me."
"I do. But I needed this, Belle."
"It’s Ms. French to you." She’d have to change hotels in the morning. She didn’t want this man to know how to find her. In minutes she’d gone from having one friend in the country to being completely among strangers. "I’m going to my room now. Enjoy your plant."
"It’s not just a plant, it’s my future. My boy’s future. I have to find a way to take care of him because he’s miserable living with his mother but the courts say i don’t have the money to be his primary guardian. With this I can refresh my family’s vineyard and bring new life. I can bring my boy home, Belle, and that’s worth anything. Even using you. I am sorry."
He was almost gone when Belle caught up with him. ”You can apologize by taking me to dinner. I’m starving. And maybe you can tell me about your boy.”