"Of course," Carlow replied, a hint of amusement crinkling the corners of his eyes.

Karina stepped away and picked up the phone. “Jack, everything alright?"

Carlow's gaze flickered to her as he heard the name "Jack". His eyes narrowed slightly as he took a leisurely sip of water. Didn't she think she was getting a little too close to this Jack?

Haleigh's voice broke his train of thought. "Carlow, come have some fruit," she offered warmly, bringing out a plate.

Grateful for the distraction, Carlow set down his water and accepted the offering. "Thanks."

"Enjoy," Haleigh replied with a kind smile.

Carlow studied the plate filled with all kinds of fruits.

He speared a piece of cantaloupe and popped it into his mouth.

Haleigh watched him, a wave of memories washing over her.

Her nephew used to Love cantaloupe too.

Even the way he ate it, the way he handled the fork, reminded her so much of Barlow.

The thought threatened to overwhelm her. She quickly composed herself.

With a forced smile, she encouraged Carlow to enjoy the fruit before turning and heading back to the kitchen to busy herself.

Karina hung up the phone with Jack and rejoined Carlow on the sofa.

"Here, have some fruit," he offered, extending a fork with a slice of pear.

"Thanks." Karina casually took a bite.

As she swallowed, a thought struck her. Was this man being a little too forward?

"You seem to have your hands full," Carlow began. "Do you have to handle everything for your artists, all the time?" He waited for her answer before offering another piece of cantaloupe.

“I can manage," Karina said, declining politely. “You can keep the cantaloupe."

Carlow raised an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes. He placed the fruit back on the plate.