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“Well?”

Noah sighed. “You’ll tell her? When you’re ready?”

Reese nodded. “I swear it.”

“And how long will that be?”

That took more thought. He knew he had a timeline in mind. Serenity was only planning on staying for the summer. He had to do something about his feelings before then. He cleared his throat. “Before she leaves.”

Noah rolled his eyes at that. “So the end of the summer, then, huh?”

Reese nodded.

“Fine. But if this blows up in your face, I’m not taking the fall with Jane. She’ll skin me alive if she knew what I was keeping from her.” He watched Reese through hooded eyes. “Well? Are you going to leave your little note, or not?”

CHAPTER TWELVE

Serenity staredat the letter in her shaking hands. Her heart hadn’t stopped doing that thumping thing in her chest. She glanced up at her sister, who had a smug look on her face.

“What?” Serenity demanded.

“What does the letter say?”

She shook her head and slapped the letter against her chest. “Nope. You don’t get to read it.” What was she supposed to tell her sister? That this secret admirer had stepped up his game? This letter was by far the most romantic she’d received thus far. It didn’t indicate whether the author knew about her date with Reese, and she wasn’t sure she wanted him to know. He didn’t seem jealous. But he was indicating that there were feelings between them.

Or at least they were coming from his side.

She was insane to be considering this—whoever it was.

It could be anyone who worked or lived at Sagebrush.

Anyone.

The problem with that was his feelings were one-sided. The only person who came close to capturing her attention was Reese.

It could be him, she reminded herself. Why rule anyone out?

And yet she had the strangest feeling that Reese wouldn’t be able to keep such a secret. He’d been incredibly open about how he felt about wanting to pursue her from the beginning.

“Earth to Serenity,” Jane sang. “If you don’t tell me what’s in the letter, then I’m going to just have to snatch it and read it for myself.”

Serenity glowered at her sister. “He’s… got feelings for me.” At least that was how it appeared.

Jane lifted her brows. “It says that?”

“Pretty much.”

Her sister let out a whistle. “And what about Reese?”

“What about him?” Serenity hated the way her palms were now sweating, and she couldn’t control the unfortunate stutter her heart was experiencing.

“He took you on that date. I thought the two of you were hitting it off.”

“Urrgh.” Serenity shook her head. “We were—are. It’s going really great, actually.”

“So why do you look so upset? You can’t possibly be worried about whoever this person is. We’ve been over that. If he was really that interested, then he’d say something. He’d come out and tell you, ask you out, show Reese that you’re a commodity.”

Serenity’s flat look apparently wasn’t enough to get her sister to stop with this line of thinking. “You wouldn’t understand.”