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“I’d throw it to you,” Steve said as he tried to set up a difficult shot from the three-point line, “but I’m afraid you’ll break a nail”

Angie shed “Why don’t you co my nails are”

“Yeah, right— Hey!” Steven complained as Patrick stole the basketball “Foul!”

Angie watched as her best friend sank the ball in the basket She groaned and dropped her shoulders in disappointment “Steve, next time throw me the ball”

“It’syou,” he said

“Be careful,” Angie warned “You and I are walking together at the end of the wedding I just may trip you”

Steve’s eyes widened with horror “You wouldn’t dare”

She pushed her finger against his chest “Don’t tempt me”

“You don’t have anything to worry about,” Tih heels She’ll be too busy clinging onto you, neverto trip you”

“Clinging? Not going to happen,” Angie insisted as she made a face “I’ve worn heels before”

Ti to take the whole procession down,” Steve predicted to Ti pileup”

“A stack of dominos,” Tim decided

“I’” She pressed her hands over her ears “La-la-la-la” She wouldn’t tell them that the heels were a concern She actually followed herin her brides she’d worn and she wasn’t as graceful as she wished

“Hey,” Patrick said as he bounced the ball to Angie and jerked his head to the park entrance “Is that Cole Foster?”

Oh, damn She winced as she slowly turned to where Patrick indicated Cole alking through the city park and heading to the basketball courts Her heart gave a jolt He was dressed in a hoodie and jeans, warding off the cool Seattle breeze, but she reainst hers

“Yeah, that’s him” she answered weakly as pleasure, dark and heavy, settled low in her pelvis How did he find her? It wasn’t as if he would remember her schedule