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       Chapter 6

      Calla stood in the doorway, holding a Twizzler. ‘So you have no idea what you’re doing today?’

      ‘No.’ I tugged on the hem of my tank top. ‘All Jase said was to dress to be outside. This is good enough, right?’

      Her gaze swept over my jeans and sneakers. ‘It’s still a little warm outside, buddy. Might want to rethink the jeans.’

      I gazed longingly at the tiny closet and the pair of lonely shorts that resided in there, but I really didn’t want to spend whatever we were doing worrying about him staring at my scar. Not that I should care about that, but I obviously did. And it wasn’t that warm, not like it had been a month ago. ‘I’ll keep the jeans.’

      She studied me as she twisted the edge of her ponytail between her fingers. ‘It’s not that noticeable, you know. Just saying. Anyway,’ she went on before I could say a word, ‘where’s Debbie?’

      I glanced at the empty, unslept-in bed. ‘I don’t know.’ I hadn’t seen her since sometime yesterday, and she’d only been in the room for seconds before rushing off.

      ‘And your suitemates?’

      ‘Good question.’ I dragged my gaze from the bed. ‘I have yet to see them.’

      ‘Weird,’ she whispered, turning around. She crept toward their door. ‘I want to knock.’

      ‘Don’t!’

      ‘But—’

      My phone chirped and my heart jumped. Snatching it off the bed, I quickly read the message. ‘He’s outside waiting for me.’

      Calla grinned. ‘Oh! Let’s go then.’

      Grabbing my purse, I dropped my phone in it after sending him a quick message. We headed out of the suite and past the open doors to rooms where people obviously had normal suitemates.

      ‘So this is a date?’ Calla asked as she went for the elevator, forcing me away from the stairs. ‘Right?’

      ‘No.’

      She arched a brow at me as the doors slid shut. ‘I think he likes you.’

      For a moment, I entertained the thought that this might be a date and that he might like me. I’m happy that you did. A giggle bubbled its way up my chest. Okay, thinking this was a date was not a good thing. I shook my head. ‘I’ve told you. I’ve known him for a while. He’s best friends with—’

      ‘Cam,’ she interrupted. ‘I know. But he’s not with Cam. He’s with you. And I doubt he’s taking you out on this little outing because of your brother.’

      I opened my mouth, but having not considered that he could be doing this because of his friendship with my brother, I snapped my jaw tight. What if that was the reason? I placed a hand against my belly. I didn’t want his pity or whatever. Worse yet, what if he was doing this because he thought of me as a sister?

      Well, I could probably rule out the sister thing.

      ‘Ah, the look on your face is kind of scary.’

      I worked at relaxing my expression.

      She laughed as the elevator stopped and the doors eased open. ‘Better.’

      ‘Really?’ When she nodded, I smoothed my hands through my hair and then dropped my arms as we stepped out. The lobby was crowded. Half of the people were sprawled across the couches and chairs. I stopped at the door, spying his Jeep idling in the no parking zone.

      ‘Can I tell you something?’ she asked as we stepped outside.

      My heart was already pounding. ‘Sure.’

      A slow grin stretched across her pretty face, diminishing the faint line of the scar. ‘I just have to say this, okay? That boy …’

      ‘What?’ I asked, stopping a few feet from the Jeep. Calla was from this area. She was younger than Jase, like me, but she might know things I didn’t. Not that it mattered. It couldn’t matter. We were friends.

      And I was beginning to sound like a broken record.

      Calla sighed as she started to back away from me. ‘That boy is freaking unbelievably hot. That is all.’

      A smile formed on my lips and I laughed, muscles tightening and then relaxing. ‘Yeah, I’d have to agree with that.’

      She glanced over at the Jeep and grinned as she wiggled her fingers. ‘Have fun.’

      Waving good-bye, I took a deep breath and made my way over to where he waited. He leaned over, opening the passenger door from the inside. Several locks of rich brown hair fell forward, brushing the tips of his lashes. Luke Bryan crooned from the radio.

      ‘Hey there, pretty lady.’

      ‘Hey.’ I hoisted myself up and closed the door, overly pleased with his greeting. And I figured that wasn’t very healthy. Reaching for the seat belt, I looked over at him again and tried not to gawk.

      No shirt.

      Jase possibly—and I was willing to bet money I didn’t have on it—had the most perfectly formed body. Even sitting down, his abs were defined and appeared rock hard to touch. My gaze traveled over the ropy muscle of his forearm, visually tracing the intricate knotting of his tattoo.

      ‘Got it?’ he asked, giving me a lopsided grin.

      Having no idea what he was talking about, I simply stared at him. He laughed softly as he reached over and took the seat belt from my hand. As he drew the strap across me, the back of his fingers brushed my chest.

      I sucked in a soft gasp as raw sensation skittered through my veins.

      The seat belt clicked into place as he lifted his chin. His eyes flashed silver. ‘Good?’

      I nodded.

      Still grinning, he returned to his seat and picked up the pink box I only noticed then. God, I wasn’t observant at all.

      He handed it over to me. ‘I already ate half. Couldn’t wait.’

      Smiling, I popped open the box and took a bite. I looked forward to the whole cupcake thing. There was something simply exciting about not knowing what I was about to taste.

      One bite and I moaned. ‘Oh my God, is that Reese’s Pieces in this thing?’

      He nodded. ‘Yep. That’s good shit right there, huh?’

      ‘I want to marry it.’

      Jase laughed deeply as he eased the Jeep away from the curb. I didn’t trust myself to speak until I finished off the cupcake and the thrill of his brief, and most likely accidental, touch had stopped racing from my veins, and by that time, we were on the main road, heading toward Martinsburg.

      ‘Where are we going?’ I asked.

      ‘It’s a surprise.’ He slid me a sideways glance. ‘Though you might end up regretting the jeans. Weatherman was saying it was going to get up to the mideighties this afternoon.’

      Which was unseasonably warm for early October, but whatever. ‘I’m fine.’

      That one-sided grin tipped up. ‘That

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