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Ripley

A month later …

“Slow that thing down,”I yell out the window, laughing as a shirtless Tate rolls Jason’s golf cart to a stop beside my car. “You’re going to kill yourself in that thing.”

Mimi, Jason’s wife’s grandmother, sits in the passenger seat grinning like a loon.

“You stay out of this, Ripley,” Mimi says, laughing. “This is the highlight of my week.”

“I’m just mad you’re cheating on me with Tate.”

She winks. “Don’t talk about me like that in front of Georgia. She’ll get jealous.”

Georgia laughs from the seat beside me. “Hi, Mimi.”

“Hi, sweet girl. Your mom and Chloe are already cooking. The two of them stress me the hell out,” Mimi says.

“Me, too, Mimi. Me, too,” Georgia says.

Tate hits the gas, and the golf cart lurches forward, then speeds down the street in front of Jason’s house.

The sun is especially bright this Saturday, and the air not too hot or too cool. It’s the perfect Tennessee afternoon. These weekend days are quickly becoming my favorite.

It’s been four weeks since Georgia moved in with me and Waffles. It’s been a learning experience. She hates mornings, loves cheap frozen pizzas, and I’m considering ordering another king-sized bed just so I have room to sleep.

But I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“When are we supposed to go to Canoodle to film our final scene?” Georgia asks, her hair blowing in the breeze.

God, she’s gorgeous. And she’s mine.

It’s still hard to believe sometimes.

“Tuesday,” I say, pulling up next to Jason’s car. “They’re creating fake search terms for us to pretend we used for the basis of us being totally matched together.”

“Do we have a say in the terms?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Darn. Could’ve been fun.”

“They also want us to try to recreate our hiking date. Apparently, they think that footage of us running through the rain would be great for the show.”

“Oh, I’m sure it would. Speaking of the cabin, did you leave your card there that day? Whatever happened with that?”

I turn off the ignition. “I did not. Instead, I made a donation to the park.”

“A generous one, I’m sure.”

He only grins.

“Also speaking of the cabin, I have some news for you,” I say. “I wanted to wait and tell you in front of everyone because I think your reaction will be hysterical, but the segue right now is too perfect.”

“Why does this scare me a little?”

“Because you know me.” She giggles. “Guess who got a job?”

“I’m guessing you.”