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“He treats her like a princess and worships the ground shewalks on. That’s really all that matters to me.”

“Do you and he get along?”

“Yeah.” She shrugs. “But I honestly can’t say I know himwell, which is weird since I lived in his house for almost six months after heproposed to my mom.”

“How is that possible?”

“He travels all the time for work and was gone more than hewas around.”

“That has to be difficult on your mom.”

“She goes with him.” She takes another mozzarella stick, andI watch her eat it, thinking even the way she eats is cute. “So, what aboutyour parents?”

“My mom works for the FBI,” I say.

“Wait, what?” She laughs. “Are you serious?”

“Yeah, but she’s not an agent. She works in the office,which isn’t as exciting.”

“Maybe, but you still get to say your mom works for theFBI.” She laughs again.

“True.” I grin and then lean back when the waitress bringsover our food.

“What about your dad?” She grabs the ketchup.

“He was a car salesman but retired a few years ago. Now, hespends his days fishing.”

“I love fishing,” she says softly, the look in her eyesmatching the tone of her voice.

“Really?” I raise a brow.

“Three of my favorite things are fishing, scary movies, andbaking cookies.”

Chapter 5

Reese

Taking my eyes off the sandwich I just picked up, I lookacross the table at Brodie, who’s suddenly gone quiet, and try to figure outwhy he seems… Annoyed?

“What?”

“Are you being serious right now?”

“That I like fishing?” I dunk my sandwich into the bowl ofau jus. “Yeah, why? Do you think that’s weird?”

“And the other things?”

“Scary movies and baking?” I frown at him. Why does he keeplooking at me like that?

“Do you know who I am?”

“Should I?” I let my eyes wander over his face. Did Iactually recognize him this afternoon like I thought I had? Is he some famousactor or something? “Are you famous?”

“I play pro hockey.”

“You play hockey? For like a job?”

He jerks up his chin.

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