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until later this afternoon. Like
two or three. I’ll see what I have in the fridge.”
    “You’re
the best,” he said before dropping a kiss on the top of her head and heading
inside.
    Corrine
couldn’t believe what an idiot she was. Stupid brain and
loose lips. Tipping her cup up she sucked down the last few drops of
cold liquid grimacing. She shoved off the bench making her way inside and
straight to the coffee pot. She definitely hadn’t had enough of the necessary
elixir yet.

 

CHAPTER FIVE

 
    Jett rolled his sensible four-door sedan to a stop
next to the familiar vintage 1969 black Charger. A slow smile lifted the
corners of his mouth as he remembered all of the good times he and Sam used to
have driving around town in the powerhouse car. When they weren’t playing ball
on the field they were chasing women and racing in the sleek, dangerous
vehicle.
    The
door to the house burst open scattering the memories of his not so distant
youth. His eyes drifted from the car to the man who owned it. Sam loped down
the few steps of the porch and was next to his car before Jett could cut the
engine.
    “What
the hell is this?” Sam exclaimed, arms akimbo. “I hope this is a rental and not
what you really drive. How the hell do you expect to pick up any women in this
thing?” Amusement glinted in his eyes.
    Jett
snorted while popping the trunk, “Not a rental.” He swung the door open making
Sam jump back a step. Slamming the door shut he walked to the back of the car
grabbing out the two bags of groceries Sam asked him to pick up. He shoved one
in Sam’s direction. “It really is my car. I needed something reliable and good
on gas. It’s my grown-up car.”
    Sam
shook his head in mock disgust taking the bag and turning toward the house.
“It’s boring is what it is, you always were the slightly more sensible one.”
Sam looked at him over his shoulder, good-natured laughter shining in his eyes.
“Good to see you Murph.”
    “It’s
good to see you too, man.” He chuckled, a sense of contentment and home
settling in his soul. He didn’t know if it was seeing his friend again, a man
who was like a brother to him. Or if it was being back on the property, close
to the woman he was beginning to think held his future.
    “You
didn’t have any problems finding the place did you? It’s a bit out of the way.”
    Jett
followed behind Sam, taking the time to reign in his tiger who was dying to get out and find his mate. Once he felt more under control he
answered his friend. “Nah, no problem at all. I’ve actually been here once or
twice. And it’s only on the edge of town, not in Timbuktu. You can’t miss the
pink and white Sweet Confections sign
pointing the way.”
    A
light breeze kicked up bringing with it the scent of jasmine. His tiger perked
up again, checking the surroundings for his feline friend. Counting backwards
from ten Jett worked to calm the beast down. He cleared his throat stifling the
growl that was working its way to the surface. “So this is your sister’s place?
I’ve only ever seen the bakery at the bottom of the driveway.”
    “Yep,
this is it. You never mentioned going to the bakery before. You must have seen
my sister there then. I can’t think of a time when she isn’t working.”
    “Uh,
I might have caught a glimpse. Like I said, I only went a couple of
times.”   
    Sam
turned and stared at him. His eyebrow cocked and a look of suspicion crossing
over his features. “Actually you said once or twice.”
    “Once,
twice, a couple times. What does it matter? The cupcakes were delicious.
Someone brought them into work. They brought back memories of college and those
boxes you used to get.” Jett shrugged and did his best to smooth over his slip
like it wasn’t a big deal. He wasn’t quite ready for Sam to know he was
interested in more than the cupcakes. He knew he would have to talk to him
sooner or later. A decision he had come to in the middle of his sleepless
night, but