Page 53 of Cinnamon Roll Set Up

He lifts a shoulder, but I don’t take the bait. I keep my gaze trained on his eyes and nothing else.

“Didn’t I?”

“No. I’m pretty sure I would have remembered that. I definitely would have remembered it if I’d ever seen you—” And that is enough of that sentence.

“I didn’t think it was all that interesting.”

“Um, yes, it is. Everything about you is interesting.” Wait. That sounds creepy. “I mean, you learning to kick box is very interesting. And watching it?—”

Nope. Move along.

“The point is, I thought we told each other everything, and now I find out you’ve got all these secrets.” Kickboxing, game night, that stupid corn maze I’m trying not to think about.

I mean, really? Running through a corn maze to pick your man? Have some dignity.

His smile makes my stomach flip. That’s new, too. Does everything lately have to be so unexpected and unfamiliar?

“You’re right. No more secrets between us.”

Why, why is he doing the low voice thing again? And why does it have to make me so jittery?

“Good. Well.” I need to cut this short or my eyes are going to rebel and wander down his chest again, and this interaction has already been embarrassing enough. “I should catch up to the girls.”

“Have fun.”

I almost go in for a hug but I remember he’s shirtless and sweaty, and I stop myself. I end up sort of half-heartedly lurching at him without making contact. But I recover with a quick “See you tomorrow!” and dash off down the street.

I donotlook back at him, even though everything inside me is dying to. If I start staring again, I might never stop.

I find Harper and Eliza in a booth at Slice of Delight, both looking especially smug. Eliza’s always kind of got that look on her face, but it’s a rare one for Harper. I slip in across from them and open the menu as if I’ve been right here with them the whole time.

“Everything good?” Eliza croons.

“Yes.” I don’t look up.Nowmy eyes are perfectly well behaved. Great timing.

“Are you sure?” Harper says. “You’re a little red in the face.”

I probably blush even harder.

“Need to dunk your head in an ice bath?” Eliza offers.

I drop the menu and stare at her. “How much did you tell Harper?”

“Hardly anything. Just that you saw your boss working out in the gym and kind of slipped into a trance staring at him.”

“Miles and I are just friends.”

They both nod, but their eyes are bright as if they’re waiting for more. Or like theyknowmore. Which I don’t like at all.

“And I’ve been setting him up on dates,” I add.

“What? Why?” Eliza looks ready to go on a rampage through the pizza place.

I sink against the booth. “Because it sounded like a good idea when I thought of it. But now…”

Now the idea of finding someone perfect for him makes me a little sick inside. Sending him off for his date with Josie was hard enough. I don’t know if I can do it again. I don’twantto do it again.

“Now it’s not such a good idea?” Harper finishes gently.

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