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him. “Aren’t you that boy on…” had been something he heard often.
    From the time he was sixteen, he’d been greeted by squealing females.
    When he’d been in the house with that peacock, in the back of his mind he’d thought how Miss Pajamas would forgive him for his earlier rudeness. But she hadn’t even given him a chance to explain. She certainly hadn’t acted like he’d thought she would!
    He could almost hear his sister’s voice. “What did you expect, that she’d say, ‘Tate Landers ate my best pie! I am the luckiest person on earth!’ ”
    Well, actually, maybe he had thought that. But then, maybe when he saw the peacock in her house he should have called animal protection. And he should have called Kit to come get him. He should have—
    He ran his hand over his face. All in all, he did
not
want to go inside that old warehouse and face all those people. Was the entire town of Summer Hill made up of people like Miss Pajamas? When he got in there, would she have told them he’d eaten the pie everyone wanted?
    He started the truck. Maybe he’d just drive directly to the airport and take the next flight out. Instead, he moved the truck to the far side of the parking lot and sat there with the motor running as his phone charged. When the passenger door was flung open, he wasn’t surprised.
    “Why aren’t you answering your phone?” Jack got into the passenger side of the truck and closed the door.
    “Dead battery.”
    Jack was looking at his friend. “You’re scared, aren’t you? You’re so terrified of all those women that you’re afraid to go in there. But I don’t blame you. They’re an excitable lot. They made fools of themselves over the guy who’s playing Wickham. He’s good, but the last girl who read with him is better. She may be a young Meryl Streep.” Jack paused. “What’s really eating you?”
    Tate gave a half smile. “ ‘Eating.’ Perfect word.” Turning, he leaned against the door. “What’s this about you and the girl playing Jane? From what I heard, it was love at first sight.”
    “I bet Casey told you that.” Jack was grinning in a silly way.
    “Casey?”
    “Miss Pajamas? Remember her?”
    “Oh, yeah,” Tate said. “I think maybe she carved a new spot in my brain just for her. But forget that. Who is this Jane?”
    “She’s beautiful.” Jack’s eyes seemed to look far away.
    “Of course she is. The town beauty queen. Won all the prizes. Best swimsuit. But is there anything else about her that you like—or have you noticed?”
    “No beauty pageants. Her dad is the local Baptist minister. We haven’t stopped talking all morning. We tried out for the roles of Bingley and Jane and it was perfect. I really
felt
the lines!”
    “I thought you were going home with me tomorrow.”
    Jack gave a snort. “No, I’m staying here. Kit didn’t want to give me the role because he said I’d leave, but I swore I wouldn’t. I don’t have to be back until September.”
    “What about your training? You can’t show up in the fall with a gut from eating entire berry pies for lunch.”
    “Who does a stupid thing like that?” Jack said. “I’ve already talked to the producer and he’s sending a trainer here. He wasn’t happy about it, but I told him this was the way it was and that’s it. What about you?”
    “I’m leaving at noon tomorrow and glad to go. Have you thought this through? You’re staying here because you’re hot for the preacher’s daughter, but what happens after you get her? These small-town girls aren’t usually happy with one-night stands or even summer affairs. They want to tie a man down with kids and complaints that you didn’t call them for a whole three days. They—”
    “Maybe I want that!” Jack said. “Maybe I’m sick of going home to an empty house. Sick of girls who ask me if they can sign autographs because they’ve slept with me a couple of times. They want the man they see on the screen, not
me
.”
    “What