Page 40 of Forbidden Love

I clicked on the screen with her spreadsheets and angled it toward Sam.

“I think when Kylie gets an idea, she runs with it.” At least that’s how she’d been so far while we worked together. So, her not knowing what to do with her life must have been an anomaly for her. She was used to making quick decisions and acting on them.

Sam leaned forward to look at the numbers. When he sat back, he said, “I’m glad to hear it’s going well. Dad’s excited about it.”

“We’re meeting on Saturday to go over everything. We’re planning a few community softball games to raise the money.”

Sam nodded. “That fits with what you’re trying to do.”

“She hoped it would generate interest and excitement for the project. Maybe even encourage a few more kids to try out for baseball or softball.”

“If it’s popular, you could make it an annual or biannual thing. That way you could help more people, do more things with the money, and provide equipment too.”

“That’s not a bad idea. I just don’t know what her plans are.”

Sam crossed his knee on his leg. “You mean if she’s staying in Telluride?”

I nodded.

“She’s laid the groundwork for the project. It sounds like you could just repeat it yourself next time. Let us know if you need help.”

I didn’t like the idea of running it by myself. But it had nothing to do with shouldering the brunt of the work; it was the thought of Kylie leaving.

“Kylie’s coming over this weekend while I watch Maggie. Then we’ll discuss the next steps after she goes to sleep.”

“I’m surprised she’d want to spend her Saturday night babysitting,” Sam said, considering me.

“That’s the thought I had too.” I felt a little uncomfortable at his scrutiny.

“Do I need to tell you two kids not to get it on with my kid in the house?”

“First of all, we aren’t kids, and secondly, there’s nothing going on between us.” There was that heavy make-out session in the outfield, but Sam didn’t need to know about that.

“Are you sure about that? You two seem close.”

I chuckled uncomfortably. “Why do you say that?”

“You always ended up in the same hiding spot when we played hide-and-seek.” Sam had been the one to find us on several occasions.

“We were kids then.”

“You seemed close, and now she’s back.”

I’d talked to Mac, and there was no reason why I shouldn’t tell Sam. “There’s something there, but she’s probably leaving soon. So nothing will come of it.”

Sam rested his elbows on his thighs. “That’s too bad.”

I rolled my eyes. “There’s nothing to feel bad about.”

Sam was quiet for a few seconds before he said, “I always had a feeling about you two.”

My throat felt tight. “I don’t know what that means.”

A siren sounded on the street outside my window, and Sam waited until the truck had passed before he said, “I’d hate to see you let something go that could be good for you.”

I waved a hand in the direction of my computer screen. “We’re working on the project together. That’s it.”

“If you’re worried about her brothers—” Sam began carefully.

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