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Not only had Jordan never once glanced his way, but she was here to see Ryan?
Before Luke could wrap his head around it, she and Ryan were headed back out toward her car, laughing like the best of friends.
“Oh, Jordan, sweetheart,” Vicky called out, her eyes lighting in the way of the suddenly inspired. “How long are you going to be in Lucky Hollow, dear?”
“Still deciding,” Jordan said, her smile just slightly tense, although nobody but Luke seemed to notice.
“But through the weekend, at least?”
“Yeah, I expect so.”
Vicky clasped her hands in delight. “Oh, wonderful. I’m sure you’ve heard it’s the county fair? I volunteer every year, and I’ve been tasked with staffing the kissing booth. I need one boy and one girl.”
Jordan laughed. “Call me a girl, and I’ll do just about anything you want. The men in your town have been ma’am-ing me, and I’m not sure how I feel about it.”
“Wait, so you’ll do it?” Vicky asked, looking stunned but pleased.
Jordan shrugged. “Sure.”
“Now, hold on,” Luke said, speaking up for the first time, which trained Jordan’s attention on him. Also for the first time.
“Do you even know what a kissing booth is?” he asked.
Her glare was withering, but Luke pressed forward anyway. “It means you sit in a booth, literally, and guys pay to kiss you.”
“Or girls!” Vicky said. “That’s no problem with me.”
“I think I can handle it,” Jordan said, smiling at him sweetly. “Might be nice, actually. Been a while since I’ve been kissed…decently.”
Luke’s eyes narrowed, but Jordan turned back to Vicky. “Count me in.”
Then she spun on her heel and marched her jeans-clad ass out into the early autumn sunshine.
Ryan gave Luke an assessing look before following her.
Had it not been for Vicky still standing beside him, Luke might have punched something.
“So,” Vicky said. “I’ll count you in for the booth too? Saturday at noon?”
He pried his gaze away from Jordan’s backside to give his mom’s friend a look. “Could have sworn I told you no not five minutes ago.”
“Yes, Luke, but that was before,” she said patiently.
“Before what?”
She merely smiled wider. Before Jordan. “So I’ll count you in?”
Hell no.
But then his thoughts returned to Jordan. His mind pictured dozens of faceless men kissing her.
He didn’t want to watch it go down.
But not knowing would be a hell of a lot worse.
Plus, this way he could write down the name of every poor bastard who dared to put his lips to hers….
“Yeah,” he muttered gruffly to Vicky. “Count me in.”
