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“You didn’t,” he said. “Jenna, I don’t know what to say.”

“Be careful when you pick it up. Then look inside.”

“I need to put the phone down.”

“I’ll wait.”

A moment later he was back. “I can’t believe you madethese.”

She smiled, picturing the cupcakes she’d baked, then decoratedto look like a bright gold C3PO from Star Wars. “Myhomage to your obsession. I hope Isaiah likes them.”

“He’s going to love them. That was very thoughtful.” He clearedhis throat. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“I’m going to miss you.”

She leaned back in her seat. “Then my work here is done.”

She heard him laugh.

“I’m going to miss you, too,” she admitted.

“Then we have that in common.”

“I’ll call you while I’m gone,” she promised.

“I look forward to that and seeing you when you get home.”

“Night, Ellington.”

“Good night.”

* * *

Dragon was waiting at the San Francisco airport, lookingas tall and handsome as she remembered. Several women eyed him as he tookJenna’s suitcase.

“Do you get that everywhere?” she asked as they hugged. “Thefemale attention.”

“Everyone suffers,” he said with a grin. “I bear my pain asbest I can.”

She laughed. “Thanks for picking me up.”

“You’re welcome. I’m part of the entertainment for the weekend,so you’re not getting rid of me. Mom and Dad got in late last night. Rather thanmake them take the drive again, I said I’d bring you.”

They walked to his car—a silver BMW 550i—and she watched as heput her suitcase in the trunk.

“I’ll warn you my parents have the entire visit planned down tothe second. There’s going to be plenty of eating and drinking. While I don’tobject to the drinking part, I was thinking we could stop and get a burger onour way out of town.”

He looked so hopeful as he spoke that she had to laugh.

“That sounds great,” she told him.

“It won’t be up to your excellent standards. I’m still dreamingabout that dinner you fixed for me.”

“Next time you’re in town, I’ll make you something else.”

“Promise?” he asked, holding open the passenger door forher.

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