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night—1937.”
“Wow.” Josh gazed at the photo and his heart stopped. The woman in the photo looked exactly like the woman he’d had the vision of last night when he’d picked up the blue spoon. At least he thought it was. Before he could say anything, his phone buzzed. “I need to take this. I’ll be outside.”
Heading down the corridor and out the front door, Josh answered the call from his boss. “Hey, Bill, what’s going on?”
“Josh . . .” There was a pause, which always meant Bill had bad news to share. “I know you’re taking a few days off, but I really need you back in the lab.”
“Why? What’s up?” He walked over to the empty bench facing the theater and took a seat.
“The executive team wants a sample of your next scent to unveil at the upcoming stakeholders’ meeting. It’s got to be ready to ship off by Monday.”
By Monday. That wasn’t going to happen. Staring up at the marquee, his gaze rested on the uppercase “C.” The new fragrance was far from done. “It’s not ready yet.”
“Which is why we need you back in the lab. I can buy you some time, but to justify an extension I really need you back here.”
As Bill continued to talk, Abby and Caitlin exited the theater. His sister gave him a short wave and took off in the direction of the Sugar Spoon while Caitlin came over and sat down on the bench. Her delicious scent enticed his nostrils, causing his lower region to stir.
There was something mixed in to her familiar soft vanilla fragrance—something sweet that he just couldn’t put his finger on. He inhaled deeply. If only he could figure a way to bottle her up.
He watched as Caitlin whipped out her phone and placed a call. Probably to Adam. God, it was killing him that they were together.
He finished his own conversation, telling Bill he’d call him back this afternoon and shoved his phone in his pocket. Caitlin ended hers, too, all grins.
“How’s Adam?” he asked.
“I wasn’t talking to him. If you must know, that was Penny. Apparently, Cassie rolled over.”
“No way! Isn’t she too young to do that?”
Caitlin’s eyebrow shot up. “You know that?”
He chuckled, conceding, “I read some things on the Internet. My mom sends me articles.”
“Well, it was kind of a half roll.” She moved her shoulders. “Okay, more like a quarter one.” She slid her black sunglasses off her head and put them on. “We’re taking them to the park this afternoon. Would you like to join us?”
“That sounds great.” More than great. He was excited to see the triplets and hold each one in his arms.
“So, you seemed chummy with Rachel this morning,” Caitlin remarked, leaning back on the bench and stretching her legs.
“Just catching up with an old friend.”
“Don’t let Adam see you ‘catching up,’” she scoffed, looking down at her phone.
That sentence caused his eyebrow to shoot up. “Why would he care?”
“No reason.” She sighed. “I bet Rachel gave you an earful this morning. I know what she and all of her friends think of me.”
Josh studied Caitlin for a second. The town’s princess he knew—or thought he knew growing up—didn’t give a rat’s ass to what others thought of her. Never had. When did that change?
“Just once, I want to prove to everyone in this town that I’m not the spoiled rich girl who got knocked up.” She gave a short, sarcastic laugh. “Well, I mean, I guess I am.”
“Caitlin . . .” He shifted on the bench to face her. He was partly responsible for the knocked up part.
“I know that people think I’m a total has-been that can’t take care of myself let alone three kids.” She turned, looking him square in the eye. “This theater is my chance to prove that I have what it takes to build a life, contribute to this community, and be a role model for the triplets.”
“This really means a lot to you?” he asked.
“It does.” She pointed to the entrance. “The minute I walked in there I
“Wow.” Josh gazed at the photo and his heart stopped. The woman in the photo looked exactly like the woman he’d had the vision of last night when he’d picked up the blue spoon. At least he thought it was. Before he could say anything, his phone buzzed. “I need to take this. I’ll be outside.”
Heading down the corridor and out the front door, Josh answered the call from his boss. “Hey, Bill, what’s going on?”
“Josh . . .” There was a pause, which always meant Bill had bad news to share. “I know you’re taking a few days off, but I really need you back in the lab.”
“Why? What’s up?” He walked over to the empty bench facing the theater and took a seat.
“The executive team wants a sample of your next scent to unveil at the upcoming stakeholders’ meeting. It’s got to be ready to ship off by Monday.”
By Monday. That wasn’t going to happen. Staring up at the marquee, his gaze rested on the uppercase “C.” The new fragrance was far from done. “It’s not ready yet.”
“Which is why we need you back in the lab. I can buy you some time, but to justify an extension I really need you back here.”
As Bill continued to talk, Abby and Caitlin exited the theater. His sister gave him a short wave and took off in the direction of the Sugar Spoon while Caitlin came over and sat down on the bench. Her delicious scent enticed his nostrils, causing his lower region to stir.
There was something mixed in to her familiar soft vanilla fragrance—something sweet that he just couldn’t put his finger on. He inhaled deeply. If only he could figure a way to bottle her up.
He watched as Caitlin whipped out her phone and placed a call. Probably to Adam. God, it was killing him that they were together.
He finished his own conversation, telling Bill he’d call him back this afternoon and shoved his phone in his pocket. Caitlin ended hers, too, all grins.
“How’s Adam?” he asked.
“I wasn’t talking to him. If you must know, that was Penny. Apparently, Cassie rolled over.”
“No way! Isn’t she too young to do that?”
Caitlin’s eyebrow shot up. “You know that?”
He chuckled, conceding, “I read some things on the Internet. My mom sends me articles.”
“Well, it was kind of a half roll.” She moved her shoulders. “Okay, more like a quarter one.” She slid her black sunglasses off her head and put them on. “We’re taking them to the park this afternoon. Would you like to join us?”
“That sounds great.” More than great. He was excited to see the triplets and hold each one in his arms.
“So, you seemed chummy with Rachel this morning,” Caitlin remarked, leaning back on the bench and stretching her legs.
“Just catching up with an old friend.”
“Don’t let Adam see you ‘catching up,’” she scoffed, looking down at her phone.
That sentence caused his eyebrow to shoot up. “Why would he care?”
“No reason.” She sighed. “I bet Rachel gave you an earful this morning. I know what she and all of her friends think of me.”
Josh studied Caitlin for a second. The town’s princess he knew—or thought he knew growing up—didn’t give a rat’s ass to what others thought of her. Never had. When did that change?
“Just once, I want to prove to everyone in this town that I’m not the spoiled rich girl who got knocked up.” She gave a short, sarcastic laugh. “Well, I mean, I guess I am.”
“Caitlin . . .” He shifted on the bench to face her. He was partly responsible for the knocked up part.
“I know that people think I’m a total has-been that can’t take care of myself let alone three kids.” She turned, looking him square in the eye. “This theater is my chance to prove that I have what it takes to build a life, contribute to this community, and be a role model for the triplets.”
“This really means a lot to you?” he asked.
“It does.” She pointed to the entrance. “The minute I walked in there I
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