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I couldn’t stop the smile from flitting across my face. He sounded jealous.

“I was thinking about the surprise party. I’d love to make the cake. Linden’s been wonderful. I just don’t know what her favorite is, so I thought Boxer would have some insight.”

“I’ll text you his number.”

“Thanks. By the way, you’re kind of cute when you’re jealous.” I hung up before he could reply.

“You’re smiling,” Jazz said.

“I know.”

“That was also flirting.”

“I know that, too. I can’t help it.” I sighed. “He came over this morning to bring me bagels before my doctor’s appointment.”

“Sweet.”

“You know what’s even sweeter? I started to cry, and he held me. Like, really held me.”

“Why did you start crying?” she asked.

“Hormones.”

“Oh.”

I nodded. “I still feel like…”

“What?”

“He keeps getting personal insights about me, but I don’t get any about him. Not really.”

“Maybe he’s waiting to open up to you. Maybe he doesn’t want to overload you when you’ve clearly got a lot on your plate.”

“Yeah.”

“You know the solution, right?”

“What?”

“Talk to him.”

“But that involves talking to him,” I said.

“Seems inevitable, doesn’t it?”

My phone chimed with a text from Slash. It was Boxer’s number. I picked up my phone and dialed Boxer.

“This is Boxer.”

“Hi Boxer, it’s Brooklyn Palmer. We met the night of—right. You have a second?”

Chapter14

“She’sthe most beautiful van I’ve ever seen!” I exclaimed. “Oh my God, look at the logo!”

The bakery’s name and logo were painted on the side of the stark white van, glistening in the light from a fresh detail. The van hadn’t even made any weird noises when Brielle had driven it into the back parking lot of the bakery.

Brielle cut the engine. “You like it?”


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