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Back then, I hadn’t been able to decide what hurt more

Now, it didn’t h I was absolutely over it, it didn’t mean I wanted to see him

I o I’d seen hiotten a good look at him

Not like I didn’t knohat he looked like It was hard to avoid hiarded as the hottest baseball player in the league and plastered all over the tabloids like crazy

I also knew he’d picked up a devastating shoulder injury at the start of the season and likely wasn’t going to make it back until next year, if at all, and that hy he was back in White Peak

He hadn’t been ho visits for one reason or another

Noith his injury and his sister’s wedding next weekend, he was back for a while

Maybe months

I put roan I really hadn’t seen him since prom, and that was the really aard part of this At so to run into him, and then…

Then what the hell did I do?“Godda up stack of books that had been discarded by the last wo theister It was because she just kneould put theht

How did I knoas Saylor? Kinsley wasn’t working this weekend since she and Josh were having a weekend away in so to teach her how to snowboard—so I’d believe when I saw it—and she at least put the books away

Sighing, I carried the books through the store until they were deposited back in the right place I stopped at least four tihten shelves or pick up books that had been dropped in the wrong place, and by the tione for tenthere for me

“I’ister “Let me take those from you”

I rang up the sale to the understanding custooodbye Tourist season ell and truly over, I thought, as I watched her zip her coat right up to her chin

Noverees outside, but I would swear it felt colder Maybe it was the wind that had rolled in overnight, the wind that kind of s

The one that meant books in front of fireplaces and hot cocoa and fuzzy slippers

And I was all about that life

The bell above the door dinged, and Saylor bleith a, “Freaking hell, it’s cold!”

I shivered as the cold air reached me “Shut the door”