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“Fuck What did you do?”

“Luckily, Abelard Vineyards, which is owned by my friend Ellie’s family, happened to have a cancellation We paid for the room there, offered the couple a free ized profusely, but they were still pissed And I get it” I shrugged, turning the spoon over init clean “We fucked up”

“You tried to , doesn’t it?” He seemed distracted by the spoon in ht, rab one from my house”

“Suit yourself”

While he was gone, I was te silk shorts in turquoise with acamisole top, no bra underneath I wasn’t terribly well-endowed, so it’s not like I was hanging out of it, but it wasn’t exactly an appropriate outfit for receiving company

But then again, he’d coht on a Tuesday afterit abundantly clear on a Sunday that he did not find me all that attractive

So screw it—I was going to sit here in y with a spoon

He ca a long s “So do you like your job?”

“Yes,” I said “I love Cloverleigh Farrew up there It’s where my dad has worked my whole life, and my mom’s family owns it”

“I met your mom the other day at the bakery”

I smiled “I heard”

He took another drink “Did I tell you the girls raised prices for the swear box on Sundays?”

That h “Did they?”

“Yes Because of Jesus I noe a buck-fifty if I say the F word on Sundays”

“Sain, a little more seductively than necessary

“Listen, Winnie, I need to tell you so up and down like he was nervous

“Okay”

“It’s not that I didn’t like the taste of your dessert”

I tilted my head “Huh?”

“I ht,” he said, agitated “Between us”

“Oh”

“It’s just that I don’t date And I didn’t want to , I felt bad that I—”

“You thought Ito understand that just because you kissed me, you’re not my boyfriend now?”

He laughed sheepishly “Kind of”

“Well, you can relax” After cleaning off the spoon once more, I stuck it in the Frosty and left it “I’ for a boyfriend at thesingle for the rest of the year”