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Bennett was just sitting there ignoring me.

Screw this.I walked up to his table. “Hey, you’re back. Do you mind if I sit?”

He looked up at me with his gorgeous blue eyes. “Hey, Zoey. Of course.” He gestured to the empty seat.

“Look, I’m really sorry things didn’t work out with Emma. I swear I didn’t know Callum was going to come back into her life. I had zero idea that he was living here. And I’m hoping that none of what happened effects our relationship at all.” I put my elbows on the table, making my breasts look even better.

“We’re good.” He took a sip of his coffee.

He wasn’t giving me anything to work with here.

But at least he was staring at my breasts.

Wait.

Nope.

He was staring at my necklace. Or maybe my hickey.

I cleared my throat. “So…”

Bennett’s eyes darted back to my face.

“Now that you’re not dating Emma, are you ready to hop into the dating pool again?”

The sassy barista walked over and set my coffee down on the table. “Anything else I can get either of you?” she asked. But she was smiling flirtatiously at Bennett.

Shoo, barista!

“I’m good,” Bennett said. “I was just about to head out anyway.”

She gave him one last smile as he stood up and grabbed his jacket.

“Wait,” I said. “I need to talk to you about something important.”

The barista stopped like I was speaking to her.Not you.“I’m talking to him,” I said and pointed at Bennett.

She walked away.

And Bennett ignored my request as he shrugged on his jacket.

“Bennett, please, it’s important,” I said.

“Zoey, I’m really not looking to date anyone right now.”

“Not about that.”Well, kind of about that.

“I’m going to be late for work. I’ll catch you later.”

This couldn’t wait until later! “I know your secret!” I said way too loudly. A few heads turned in our direction.

Bennett looked over his shoulder and then back at me. He leaned forward, dropping his voice. “How could you possibly know about that?”

“Secrets, really. Plural. You told Emma about the whole robbery thing and she told me,” I whispered.

“Oh.” He sighed. “That. Are you planning on reporting us to your friend Officer Davis?”

“No. Of course not. And I’m talking about theotherthing. Thebigsecret. The one you’re so worried about everyone in Crooked Point figuring out.”