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“Actual y, I’m going to be having a conversation with Lizzie very soon as wel . I think we’re going to be just friends from now on,” he said,

watching me closely. “What used to work for me just doesn’t work anymore.”

Al stop. What? “It doesn’t work for you anymore?” I breathed, not daring to believe it.

“Mm-hmm,” he answered, his nose dipping down to the skin just below my ear and breathing deep.

Would he notice if I licked his shoulder? Just the tiniest taste?

“Caroline?”

“Yes, Simon?”

“I’m sorry I didn’t play music for you this week. I’m sorry that I…wel , let’s just say I’m sorry for a lot of things.”

“Okay,” I breathed.

“Can I ask you something?”

“No, I don’t have any zucchini bread,” I whispered, and his laugh echoed through the room. I laughed along, in spite of myself. I’d missed

laughing with Simon.

“Come to Spain with me,” he whispered.

“Wait, what?” I asked again, my voice wavering. What, what, what? “Are you serious?”

“I’m very serious.”

I had to remind myself to breathe. Already heady from the voodoo and fabric softener, I shook my head to clear it. He was going Spain on me?

I was glad he seemed focused on the space behind my ear, because I doubted he’d be as interested if he could see how my eyes were now

crossed. I needed a moment. I pul ed myself away, final y standing up.

“I’m gonna go wash my face. Don’t go anywhere,” I instructed.

“Sweet Caroline, I’m not going anywhere,” he said, his sexy smile returning.

I made myself walk away. Every step I took, every thunk of my heels on the hardwood was like a chant in my head: Spain. Spain. Spain. Once

in the bathroom, I splashed some water on my face, most of it going into my mouth because I couldn’t stop smiling. New harem head count: two

down, one to go? There were times to be cautious, and then there were times when you just needed to go bal s-out and take a risk. I needed some

backbone. I thought about what Jil ian had said earlier today, and I went with my impulse. I steeled myself, took out my figurative bal s, and headed

back out.

“Okay, it’s late, Simon. Time for you to go.” I took him by the hand, pul ed him off the floor, and led him toward the front door.

“Um, real y? You want me to go? Don’t you want to, I don’t know…talk a little more?” he asked. “I wanted to tel you how—”

I continued to pul him. “Nope. No more talking tonight. I’m tired.” I opened my door and ushered him out to the landing. He started to say

something else, and I held up two fingers. “I need to say two things, okay? Two things.”

He nodded.

“First, you hurt my feelings in Tahoe,” I began, and he tried to interrupt me. “Shut it, Simon. I don’t want a rehash. But just know you hurt me.

Don’t do it again,” I finished. I couldn’t stop my smile when I saw his reaction.

His eyes hit the floor, his entire body contrite. “Caroline, I’m real y sorry about al that. You have to know that I just wanted to—”

“Apology accepted.” I smiled again and began to close my door.

His head popped up immediately. “Wait, wait. What was the second thing?” he cal ed, leaning into my doorway. I stepped closer to him,

bringing my body within inches of his. I could feel the heat of his skin across the tiny space between us, and I closed my eyes against the onslaught

of emotions. I breathed deep and opened my eyes to look in to the sexy sapphires gazing down at me.

“I’m coming with you to Spain,” I said. And with a wink, I closed the door in his astonished face.





Chapter Fifteen


“EGGS SUNNY-SIDE UP, bacon, wheat toast with raspberry jel y.”

“Oatmeal with raisins, currants, cinnamon, and brown sugar, side of sausage links.”

“Belgian waffles, fruit cup, bacon and sausage,” Sophia said, completing our order and earning a raised eyebrow from both Mimi and me.

“What? I’m hungry.”

“Nice to see you getting a real breakfast for a change. Must have been working up an appetite with Mr. Mitchel last night, hmmm?” I teased,

winking at Mimi over my orange juice.

The three of us were together for breakfast on a Sunday, something we hadn’t done since Tahoe. They’d been busily settling into the life of new

coupledom with their recently switched boyfriends, which left me out most of the time. When they were dating the wrong guys they were always

more than happy to have me along—the more the merrier they’d say. It helped when there was no real chemistry. But now? Mimi and Sophia were