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“Oh, she saw it happen.”
“Are you telling me she needs space because ofthis?” I ask. Hadlee looks at me like I grew a second head. It takes a minute for me to connect the dots, and my heart breaks when I do. “She thinks I cheated on her.”
She nods, as if I’m an idiot for not realizing sooner. “Alex, she’s a mess because of that kiss.”
“You’ve gotta help me fix this, Hadlee.”
“You men are such idiots,” she says, but she moves around to sit beside Benji on the couch anyway. “What are you thinking?”
“Do you know her favorite flowers?” I ask, the beginnings of a plan forming in my head.
“Of course I do.”
“Well, what are they?” Benji asks, leaning forward.
“Lilies, but—”
“Okay, can you get her to the bookshop Saturday night?” I ask.
“Won’t the booths be set up by then?”
“Yes,” I say, grinning. “And ours will be in front of the bookshop.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Don’t worry about it,” I say. “Your job is to get Jana in front of the bookstore just after sunset. Benji and I will handle the rest.”
Chapter Nineteen
Jana
“I really don’t want to go out, Lee,” I say from my bathroom. My hair is piled on top of my head, curls spilling out around my face, the dress she picked out hugging my curves perfectly. “I don’t want to chance running into him.”
“I told you, I’m taking you to a club in Bozeman,” Hadlee calls from the other end of the house. “There’s no chance he’ll be there.”
Sighing, I smear my favorite lipstick over my lips and dust a final layer of blush over my cheeks. It’s been three days since I saw Alex kissing his sister-in-law, and I haven’t seen him since.
I breathe out, blowing away the pain that comes whenever I think about Alex. I miss him, more than I want to admit. My heart is battered, and I don’t know if I’ll ever let myself fall in love again.
“You look great,” Hadlee says as I exit my room. “Come on, let’s go.”
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Hadlee pulls over in front of Sandy’s diner and turns the car off.
“Come on,” she says, opening the door. “I left something at my festival booth, and I need to grab it before we head to the club.”
I raise a brow in skepticism. “You left something you need for a club?”
“Yeah, my ID.”
“Why do I have to come with you?”
“Would you just get out of the damn car?” she grouches, her heels clicking against the icy road. I roll my eyes but climb out of the car anyway. It’s dark outside, but the street is lined with booths for the festival that starts tomorrow morning. Twinkling lights make it bright as day on Main Street.
“Can we just hurry?” I ask, tugging my skirt down and thanking God I remembered to put on my wool-lined tights. “It’s too fucking cold out here.”
“Come on.”
