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“Is that what they told you?”

“Yeah.”

Rosalie was grinning. “I bet that was the plan all along.”

“To interview me at a hockey game?”

“Yup. I think you’re their top candidate and they want to hire you, but first they want to see how comfortable you are in social settings. Which makes perfect sense. Gamenetic is a small company where everyone works closely together. They probably want to see how well they can get along with you outside of the office.” Rosalie grinned. “It’s like they’re taking you out on a date before popping the question.”

Meadow grimaced at the analogy. She was shy and awkward on first dates. And she would be out of her element at a hockey game, a sport she knew virtually nothing about.

“I don’t know what to wear,” she fretted. “I’ll be sitting with management in the company’s suite. Should I go for business professional or business casual? I don’t think I packed enough clothes—”

“Relax. I’ll help you pick the right outfit. If need be, you can borrow something of mine.”

“How? We’re not the same size. You’re six inches taller and model-thin. I can’t—”

“Stop stressing. We’ll find something.” Rosalie gave her a sly smile and an elbow nudge. “Looks like you’ll be seeing your old friend sooner than you thought.”

The butterflies in Meadow’s stomach kicked up again. Why couldn’t Dirk Lange have chosen a different location for tonight’s interview? Somewhere like a planetarium? She loved hanging out at planetariums. And Logan wouldn’t be there.

Rosalie was still smiling at her instead of watching the road.

“What?” Meadow mumbled self-consciously.

“Your horoscope predicted that an exciting change was on the horizon.” Rosalie’s eyes held a twinkle. “What could be more exciting than reuniting with a gorgeous stud of a man like Logan Brassard?”

Chapter Two

LOGAN

“Happy birthday to you. happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday, sweet Logan. Happy Birthday to you…”

Logan beamed as his mother sang to him while holding out a cupcake on a plate. It was topped with thick chocolate frosting and five flickering candles.

“Now make a wish and blow out your candles!”

Logan screwed his eyes shut and made his wish, then blew out the candles on the cupcake.

“Yay!” his mom cheered. “That’s my big boy!”

Grinning, Logan opened his eyes and looked at her. Long black hair framed her face, and her dark eyes were wet and shiny.

Logan frowned, studying her. “Why do you look sad, Mommy?”

“I’m not sad,” she said brightly. “How could I be sad on your birthday? It’s the best day of the year!” She plucked the candles out of the cupcake, peeled off the paper wrapper and handed him the chocolate treat.

He took two big bites, making his mom laugh as she wiped frosting off his nose.

“Chocolate has always been your favorite,” she teased.

He grinned and stuffed the rest of the cupcake into his mouth.

His mom pushed his hair back and stroked his cheek, her eyes moving over his face as if she were trying to memorize what he looked like.

When he stared back at her, she cleared her throat and turned away to pick up his Star Wars backpack from the floor. It wasn’t a school day, but she’d packed some things for him while he was getting dressed.

“Let’s go, baby,” she said. “I’m taking you someplace special.”

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