One Hot Summer - Page 159

“Huh?” he groans. “Wendy?”

“Um, no.” I gulp. “Amanda.”

He flips over to look at me, his face sheepish. “Sorry.”

But I don’t want him to feel bad. I’m the first woman he’s been with since he lost his wife. I can’t take this slip personally.

“Don’t worry about it.”

“Right,” he says, cringing.

“Doesn’t matter,” I reassure him.

“We just had sex and then I called you by my ex-wife’s name.”

“You were half asleep,” I say, offering him a little grin. “It wasn’t on purpose and I’m not offended.”

For a minute, he looks at me closely, examining my face like he’s seeing it for the first time. “Thanks. That’s—you’re cool.”

“I’m cool?”

“Yeah.” He shrugs, giving me a shy half-smile. “I think you’re cool.”

I was never cool in high school. Smart? Sure. Bookish? Yep. Reliable? Uh-huh. Cool? No. Honestly? It feels kind of nice for someone to think I’m cool.

I lean forward and press my lips to his. “Want a sandwich? I haven’t had lunch yet.”

“You don’t mind?” he asks.

“Nope. It’s just peanut butter and jelly. I’m making one for myself anyway.”

“Yeah,” he says. “I’d love a P, B and J. Thanks for offering.”

His dimples dent his cheeks and something inside of me clenches. He’s cute. And nice. If we’d met in Seattle…at a bar on a Saturday night, would this have been the beginning of something real? Of something that might have a chance to survival?

No strings attached. Don’t overthink it.

“Get dressed,” I say, rolling away from him. “It’ll only take me a sec.”

As I leave the room, I pull on a silk robe, tying the sash as I pad over to the kitchen.

“Hey!” I call to him as I pull a loaf of oatmeal bread from the fridge, “I’ve been meaning to ask: how’d you end up at Evergreen?”

“I’m originally from Seattle.”

I place a paper towel on the kitchen counter to act as a workspace and open the jar of peanut butter, surprised about this news. “Wait. You’re from Seattle?”

“Born and bred. My parents moved us up here when we were in our late-teens.”

“You and…Bonnie.”

“Yep. My sister.”

“Are your parents still in Seattle?”

“Nope. Passed away,” he answers. “They were in their late-forties when they had us. My Dad died of cancer a few years back and my Mom had a stroke a few mont

hs later.”

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