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“Cool. I’ll go put something a little more appropriate on.” She walked backward, lifting her hand in a wave. “It’s good to see you again, Breck.” Her back hit the door, and she spun around and opened it, sliding her towel-clad body inside. “Oh, Caitie, can you help me with something in here? It won’t take but a minute.”
Caitie bit her lip at the absurdity of the situation. “Sure.” She glanced at Breck. “Would you like a drink?”
“I’ll help myself,” he said, raising his eyebrows as though he knew Caitie was in for the third degree. “You go ahead.”
He walked to the kitchen area, while Caitie trailed Harper into her room. From the corner of her eye she watched him pull the fridge open and grab a bottle of water. Her face was burning. Stepping into Harper’s room, she pulled the door closed behind her.
“Before you ask, I’ve no idea what he’s doing here. I got back from my meeting and he was waiting in the lobby.”
“I wasn’t going to ask. I just need help zipping my dress up.”
“I don’t even know how he figured out which hotel we’re staying in.” Caitie frowned. “Unless someone told him.”
“I may have checked in on Facebook,” Harper admitted. “And Foursquare.”
“But your profile’s private.”
“Not to friends.”
“I’d forgotten you friended him.” Caitie sighed. “Why did you do that again?”
Harper pulled her dress on. “Because we’re friends?”
“But
even I’m not friends with him on Facebook.” Caitie frowned. “And I know him better than you do.”
“And by the way,” Harper continued, ignoring her reply. “His relationship status is single. From what I can tell he’s been that way for a while.”
“I know. He told me there’s nothing going on with Rachel. That they’re only friends.”
“Did he now? That’s interesting.” Harper turned around, pointing at her dress.
“What’s interesting about it?” Caitie yanked the zipper up, being a little rough on her friend and the fabric.
“Oh, that he bothered to come all the way here to set you straight. He wants you to know he’s available.” She was loving every minute of this.
“Stop that right now. I can tell what you’re doing.” Caitie was smiling, though. Because she liked the idea that he cared what she thought. That he wanted her to know he was available.
“What am I doing?” Harper asked.
“You’re making assumptions. We haven’t even had a chance to talk. Not properly. For all I know he really was in town for meetings and decided at the last moment to drop in.” Caitie licked her dry lips. “I don’t want to get my hopes up.”
“Well, I guess we’ll never know unless you get out there.” Harper inclined her head at the door.
“First I need to take a shower. Otherwise nobody’s going to want to come near me.”
“I’ll entertain Breck as soon as I’ve dried my hair.” Harper pulled the turban from her head. “You go ahead and freshen up.”
“Promise me you won’t say anything.”
“Like what?”
“Like anything about what happened on Sunday. Just make small talk or something.”
“Sure.” Harper smiled. For some reason that made Caitie feel uneasy. “Oh, and how did the presentation go?”
“It went well. We find out next week.” Caitie looked at the door again. “Seriously, promise me you won’t mention what happened between us.”
