His gaze narrowed. “You know that, then.”
She smiled apologetically. “I’m afraid the whole neighborhood did.”
He grimaced. “I figured.”
“We all knew your dad was...”
“An assh—”
He cut himself off. She found herself wondering if he’d done it to avoid being foul in front of her, or if he really didn’t like calling his father crude names, even if they fit. Either way, it only made her more certain Jace Rob—Cahill was exactly the guy she remembered. The good guy she remembered.
Unfortunately, she thought as she left him to get settled, that also meant he was still the guy she’d had her first-ever serious crush on. The guy whose thick-lashed eyes had stirred her to sighs, and whose lean, broad-shouldered body had caused feelings in her she hadn’t even recognized. The guy all others since had had to measure up to, and usually failed.
And from what she’d seen—and felt—so far, that hadn’t changed a bit.
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