6 Chapter 6

The second time they had to rise, the door at the back opened. Dario glanced over his shoulder and saw Shawn Pederson slipping in through the crack. Shawn held the door to keep it from making a noise as it shut, scanning the congregation in obvious search for a seat. When their eyes met, he stopped, his brows lifting in pleased surprise. He nodded once, then let go of the door to step quietly along the back wall and out of view.

Dario turned his head to the other side, looking over his shoulder to follow Shawn’s progress. He slid along the back of the wall, slipping in and out of view. Dario knew he shouldn’t be caught staring, but he couldn’t quite make himself look away, either. The Sunday morning light suited him, as did the suit and tie he wore. A man who so obviously worked in the outdoors shouldn’t have looked so at ease in such restricting clothes.