All he had to do was convince her they could be perfect for each other.
He looked up when a man stopped beside them. The wariness in the stranger’s gaze made every protective instinct inside Zac leap to attention.
Willow’s face turned white. “David? What are you doing here?”
“I spoke to a woman at the general store. She said I’d find you at the church.”
“I told you I didn’t want to see you again.”
That was enough for Zac. He stood, hoping the guy got the message and left.
But David didn’t look as though he was going anywhere. “An executive at Sunset Records saw the YouTube video of you singing. He wants to talk about producing another album.”
“That part of my life is over.”
“The contract could be worth a lot of money.”
Willow’s gaze hardened. “I’m not interested.”
David glanced at Zac before pulling a business card out of his pocket. “If you change your mind, I’m staying in a vacation home called Acorn Cottage. I’ll be in Sapphire Bay until Saturday morning.” When Willow didn’t take his card, he left it on the arm of the sofa. “At least tell me you’ll think about it.”
“I don’t need to. Goodbye.”
David’s eyes narrowed. He looked down at Rebecca, then up at Zac.
“You heard, Willow,” Zac said. “She wants you to leave.”
“I’m not here to cause trouble.” When his comment was met by hostile silence, David turned on his heels and left.
As soon as he was out the door, Zac sat beside Willow. “Are you all right?”
She took a deep breath. “Can you take Rebecca?”
He nodded and held the soft bundle of baby against his chest.
Willow rubbed her hands along her jeans. “That was David McBride. He used to be my manager.”
“The one who stole the rights to your songs?”
Willow nodded. “I never thought I’d see him again. He shouldn’t be here.”
“You don’t have to talk to him.”
Willow seemed defeated. “He didn’t come all this way to have a two-minute conversation with me.”
“If you’re worried about seeing him again, you could stay at my place.”
Willow shook her head. “I’ve got too much work to do.”
Zac didn’t have to think twice about his next suggestion. “I could stay with you until he leaves.”
“It wouldn’t be fair to ask you to do that. I’ll be okay.”
“You aren’t asking. I’m offering.”
Willow bit her bottom lip. “Are you sure you don’t mind? My home isn’t as big as yours and I don’t have all the modern appliances and—”
“I don’t need modern appliances,” Zac said gently. “All I need to know is that you’re safe and happy.”
