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“Wow. I like Sav.”

I rush around the car, mindful of the time, and unbuckle him from his booster seat. Charlie squints at me.

“Do you like Sav?”

I hustle him toward the door. “Yep.”

“Do you want to kiss her?”

His question freezes my feet to the pavement. My neck practically breaks from how fast I whip my head around.

“What?”

Charlie looks up at me with innocent eyes.

“Do you want to kiss Sav?”

“Why do you ask?” I kneel down and take his hands.

He shrugs a shoulder. “Mimi said you did.”

Damn Sarah. I grit my teeth before composing myself and smiling at Charlie.

“Mimi needs to mind her own business. Miss Savannah and I are just friends. Okay?”

Charlie gives me a long look then sighs.

“Okay. I like her, though.”

Oh man. Charlie seems to be forming an attachment to Savannah. We’re supposed to be leaving the Cape sooner rather than later. I wasn’t worried about getting close to Savannah… but I didn’t think about how Charlie might start expecting to see her around, too. That tears me up inside.

Not to mention that if Charlie mentions Savannah in passing to Holly, I’m in for it. I will literally never hear the end of her whining and complaints. I just have to hope that he doesn’t say anything in front of Holly.

“All right. Want to go inside?”

Charlie nods somberly.

Standing up, I ruffle Charlie’s hair and hurry him through the community center’s front door and into the auditorium.

The front rows are filled with wriggling kids. Their parents sit further back, chatting casually. There is a projector and screen set up on the stage. But my eyes are already searching for Savannah.

I find her in the middle aisle. She’s handing out bags of popcorn from a huge basket. I can’t help but notice that she is wearing a short yellow skirt, an off the shoulder white cropped sweater, gray tights, and a pair of dark flats. She looks like an effortless mixture of sexy and cute. Young and innocent, perfect for a day of being with kids.

“Here, pass them down,” she says. She doles out ten bags to each row.

Charlie runs toward Savannah, calling her name. She turns just in time to see him before he flings his arms around her legs.

She laughs and pats Charlie on the back.

“Oh hello! How are you doing?”

“Good!” Charlie babbles. “Where should we sit?”

“How about right over there? Dex and Birdie are saving you a seat, I think.” She points out an empty seat.

“Okay!” Charlie crows. He practically sprints over to the empty spot and is soon talking animatedly with Savannah’s nephew Dexter. Birdie laughs at something Charlie says and helps him into the theater seat.

She turns, raises her eyebrows, and wiggles her fingers at me. “I got them,” she mouths.

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