“It didn’t feel smart.” She glanced down at his leg. “Is that from your accident?” He gave a quick nod. “I was really sorry to hear about that. You were hurt bad, right?”

He shrugged. “I had a lot of broken bones, but I survived. That’s more than Larry Canfield can say.”

It had been the talk of the town for a while. They’d been speeding down a country road when their car went airborne, flipping multiple times across a cornfield. Larry died instantly. Zayne had been in the hospital for weeks.

“I should have called or...something.” She cringed. “But I didn’t, did I? Sorry.”

“Let’s make a deal,” he answered, looking deep into her eyes, freezing her in place. “One that has nothing to do with the maze. Let’s agree to stop apologizing. What’s done is done.”

“Okay.” She held out her hand and he took it. Instead of shaking, though, they just stood there. A shiver of sensation shot through her the instant his hand engulfed hers. She wasn’t sure what it was, but neither of them seemed to mind. They didn’t release each other until Hudson came bouncing around the corner, Duke on his heels.

Two days later, Andrea was in the college office when her head bobbed so hard that it jolted her awake.

“Almost snapped your neck on that one, didn’t you?” Tani asked from the conference chair she was curled up in, her feet tucked under her. She was trying hard not to laugh. Tani worked part-time at the college as an administrative assistant, which gave her a discount on classes as she pursued the art degree she’d decided she needed.

Andrea’s back straightened. “I don’t know what you mean.”

Tani just snorted. “O-kay. You need to get some sleep before you crack your head on this table. Why don’t you stretch out on the sofa in Pete’s office and take a nap?”

“For one thing, it’s not Pete’s office anymore. And it’s not mine, either.”

“Not yet anyway.” Tani leaned forward, her eyes now full of concern. “You can’t keep going like this. We’re heading into the busiest time of year at the college—students start moving in next week. Why you took on this festival that happens in September is beyond me. And now you’re revamping Zayne Rutledge’s accounting...for free.”