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Emma’s eyes narrowed. It was like cheerleading tryouts all over again. Emma had wanted desperately to be on the varsity squad, but Caitlin made sure the judges selected another girl that could barely do a split. Emma had spent her senior year cheering in the bleachers while Caitlin kicked and flipped during half time. Well, not tonight.
Emma glanced over at Jason. His eyes burned through her. “Five thousand,” she blurted.
The crowd erupted in cheers and Betty steadied herself, placing both hands on the podium.
“Do I hear five thousand five hundred?” she squeaked.
Caitlin remained silent.
Emma froze in horror. What had she done? Where was she going to get five thousand dollars? Come on, Caitlin. You, of all people, have the money. Just bid five thousand and one and Jason is yours.
Caitlin shook her head.
“Going, going . . .”
“Sorry, Jason, I’m out.” Caitlin laid her paddle down.
“Gone!” Betty roared into the microphone. “Congratulations, Emma Stevens. Jason Levine is your summer fling.”
7
E mma flipped over onto her back and pounded her fist on her crisp white duvet. Who in God’s name was knocking on her front door so early in the morning? She glanced over at her digital alarm clock and sprung up. It was after eleven a.m.! How on earth did she manage to sleep away the entire morning? She never slept past seven. Never. Not even on the weekends. She threw her legs over her queen-sized bed and placed her feet in her pink ballet slippers. Reaching for her matching silk bathrobe, she threw it on and headed for her back door.
Magic greeted her in the hallway, rubbing up against her legs. “They woke you up, too, I take it.” She reached down and scooped up her fluffy roommate, giving him a peck on his soft, furry head. The knocking continued. “Geez. I’m coming. I’m coming.”
It was probably her mother and Aunt Jackie. They liked to stop over on Saturday morning without calling first and always brought with them a bag full of ingredients to try out a new cupcake recipe. Even though her mother had officially retired, she still enjoyed whipping up fun concoctions that could then be sold on Mondays as a “back to work” special.
Her mother also used the excuse of coming over to bake to drill Emma on Batter Up night. She loved hearing all the details on who the batter selected for the latest bachelor. Emma knew her mom secretly hoped that one day her only daughter’s name would appear. She was actually kind of surprised that after all these years, her mom hadn’t found a way to make it happen.
Reaching the door, she unlocked the bolt and flung it open. The person on the other side startled her.
Thud! She glanced down in horror. She’d dropped her feline!
It wasn’t her mother standing on her doorstep but Jason, holding two iced coffees lodged in a paper tray, his black hair slicked back with silver aviator sunglasses. “Morning.” He grinned, showing off his trademark dimples.
Magic shot them both an irritated look and sauntered out of the kitchen. “Is your cat okay?” Jason asked.
Emma pulled her bathrobe close to her chest, tightening her silk belt around her waist. “He’ll be fine.” She bit her lower lip. “What are you doing here?”
His gorgeous blue eyes twinkled, showing a hint of mischief. She seriously wished he’d put his glasses on and cover them. Between his eyes and dimples, she could hardly concentrate.
“I thought we could have coffee together and start our summer fling. I haven’t seen you since Wednesday night.”
“I’ve been busy.” Busy avoiding you. She went to shut the door. “That’s not how it works, anyway.”
“Wait.” He put his hand up to stop her. “I don’t want this coffee to go to waste.”
“Why don’t you give it to Caitlin then?” She peered over his shoulder, half suspecting the she-devil to be lurking in the bushes.
“I could, but I’d have to drive it to her house, and since I don’t know where
Emma’s eyes narrowed. It was like cheerleading tryouts all over again. Emma had wanted desperately to be on the varsity squad, but Caitlin made sure the judges selected another girl that could barely do a split. Emma had spent her senior year cheering in the bleachers while Caitlin kicked and flipped during half time. Well, not tonight.
Emma glanced over at Jason. His eyes burned through her. “Five thousand,” she blurted.
The crowd erupted in cheers and Betty steadied herself, placing both hands on the podium.
“Do I hear five thousand five hundred?” she squeaked.
Caitlin remained silent.
Emma froze in horror. What had she done? Where was she going to get five thousand dollars? Come on, Caitlin. You, of all people, have the money. Just bid five thousand and one and Jason is yours.
Caitlin shook her head.
“Going, going . . .”
“Sorry, Jason, I’m out.” Caitlin laid her paddle down.
“Gone!” Betty roared into the microphone. “Congratulations, Emma Stevens. Jason Levine is your summer fling.”
7
E mma flipped over onto her back and pounded her fist on her crisp white duvet. Who in God’s name was knocking on her front door so early in the morning? She glanced over at her digital alarm clock and sprung up. It was after eleven a.m.! How on earth did she manage to sleep away the entire morning? She never slept past seven. Never. Not even on the weekends. She threw her legs over her queen-sized bed and placed her feet in her pink ballet slippers. Reaching for her matching silk bathrobe, she threw it on and headed for her back door.
Magic greeted her in the hallway, rubbing up against her legs. “They woke you up, too, I take it.” She reached down and scooped up her fluffy roommate, giving him a peck on his soft, furry head. The knocking continued. “Geez. I’m coming. I’m coming.”
It was probably her mother and Aunt Jackie. They liked to stop over on Saturday morning without calling first and always brought with them a bag full of ingredients to try out a new cupcake recipe. Even though her mother had officially retired, she still enjoyed whipping up fun concoctions that could then be sold on Mondays as a “back to work” special.
Her mother also used the excuse of coming over to bake to drill Emma on Batter Up night. She loved hearing all the details on who the batter selected for the latest bachelor. Emma knew her mom secretly hoped that one day her only daughter’s name would appear. She was actually kind of surprised that after all these years, her mom hadn’t found a way to make it happen.
Reaching the door, she unlocked the bolt and flung it open. The person on the other side startled her.
Thud! She glanced down in horror. She’d dropped her feline!
It wasn’t her mother standing on her doorstep but Jason, holding two iced coffees lodged in a paper tray, his black hair slicked back with silver aviator sunglasses. “Morning.” He grinned, showing off his trademark dimples.
Magic shot them both an irritated look and sauntered out of the kitchen. “Is your cat okay?” Jason asked.
Emma pulled her bathrobe close to her chest, tightening her silk belt around her waist. “He’ll be fine.” She bit her lower lip. “What are you doing here?”
His gorgeous blue eyes twinkled, showing a hint of mischief. She seriously wished he’d put his glasses on and cover them. Between his eyes and dimples, she could hardly concentrate.
“I thought we could have coffee together and start our summer fling. I haven’t seen you since Wednesday night.”
“I’ve been busy.” Busy avoiding you. She went to shut the door. “That’s not how it works, anyway.”
“Wait.” He put his hand up to stop her. “I don’t want this coffee to go to waste.”
“Why don’t you give it to Caitlin then?” She peered over his shoulder, half suspecting the she-devil to be lurking in the bushes.
“I could, but I’d have to drive it to her house, and since I don’t know where
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