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"What are you trying to do?" I asked her.

"I want to make a bow. It's more difficult than I thought."

"I'll do it for you," I said, taking over.

She swallowed hard. "So, you really wouldn't mind your assistant knowing about us?"

"No, why would I?"

"I don't know. You're you, and... Never mind."

I wanted to shout from the rooftops that I had Penny in my life. I didn’t want to hide this. But she averted her gaze, clearly not wanting to pursue the conversation further.

"Okay, let's go.”

“But put your cap on. Don't want you to get sunburn."

She took it out of the bag where the sales assistant had shoved it after cutting the tags off. She placed it on my head as if she thought there was a chance I wouldn't do it if she left it up to me. She was right.

We then headed to the boat area toward a guy who was walking around holding a sheet of paper and a pen. He looked up at me.

"Whitley, rowboat, two people?"

"Yes, exactly," I said.

"Got you down. Your assistant took care of everything. Just take the boat and bring it back in three hours. If you stay out longer, you'll pay the difference once you return."

"Sounds fair," I said.

"You've got life jackets in it. Wear them."

He looked back and forth between the two of us, clearly displeased by whatever he saw. I didn't blame him. I was certain we looked like two people who didn't plan to be on their best behavior at all.

Chapter Nineteen

Spencer

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