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“You too.”

Noah scowls when he sees June blushing at Remington, and I bite back a grin. I’ve always thought that Noah was in love with June and it’s nice to see I was right.

“What are you guys doing today? Want to paint with us?” Remington asks me.

“No, we’re going to the indoor trampoline place today. We’re just here to pick up our pieces from last week and then we’re headed over there.”

“Can we do that instead?” Noah asks Remington.

“Sure, buddy.”

Noah side-eyes Remington and I bite back a smile. At least if Remington and I hang out today, I’ll be able to fill Remington in on a bit of background about Noah. He has a huge chip on his shoulder, but he has a good heart once you earn his trust.

“Hey, can I help you?” the girl behind the counter asks. I turn back to smile at her.

“We’re just picking up our order from last week. Should be under Mitchell.”

“Just a second,” she says, and I turn back to June.

“Can they come with us to the trampoline park?” she asks me, and I nod.

“If they want to.”

“We do,” Noah and Remington say at the same time.

“Here you are.”

I turn around, smiling as I grab the paper bag with our pieces in it.

“Thanks.”

“Come again soon!” she calls as we head out the door.

“Can I ride with you?” Noah asks.

“We’ll meet you there,” I tell him. “The place is just around the corner.”

“We’ll follow you,” Remington says, and I nod.

June and I climb into my car and she rambles on about how excited she is to get to play with Noah. The drive is short, and I climb out at the same time as Remington. The kids run up ahead to the front doors, and I smile as Remington falls into step beside me.

He’s texted me all week, usually in the morning to tell me he’s thinking of me and in the afternoon to try and convince me to go on another date with him. I keep turning him down, blaming it on work, which isn’t exactly a lie. I had a few big deadlines this week that I finally crushed, but that’s not the real reason I haven’t seen Remington since our date.

The truth is, I’m terrified of abandoning my no-boys rule. Remington is the kind of guy I could fall in love with. But is he the kind of guy who won’t abandon me at the first sign of trouble? Everything about him is inviting, trustworthy, and solid. Or so it seems. How can someone ever really know another person though? I’m sure my foster sister thought the men she was with were great guys at the time, too.

“How was work?” Remington asks me, startling me from my thoughts.

“Busy. I think I’m all caught up now though,” I tell him as we walk inside the building and wait in line.

“Great, then we can go out again this week,” he tells me.

I walked right into that one.I should have lied and said I was still swamped.

“Um,” I start but it’s our turn next in line.

I tell the front desk person my phone number and get June and Noah all checked in. Luckily, I’ve taken both of them before so they’re under my account. Remington insists on paying, and we both get the wristbands on before we follow the kids over to the benches lining the place.

“I’m going to sit here,” I tell June, and she nods distractedly before she runs off after Noah.

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