Page 196 of Playing for Keeps


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“Open it,” he urged.

The box was a pretty gray with little swirls stamped over it and a white bow tied on top. A name flashed silver on the box, but I had no idea what it was. It wasn’t heavy. But I hesitated to open it all the same. The bow was too pretty, and I had the sneaking suspicion that whatever it was, it was expensive.

This isn’t like the headphones gift at all.

“What is it?” I asked, stalling for time.

“Something for the banquet.”

I bit my lip. “This didn’t cost a lot, right?”

Adam gazed at me for a long moment until a guffaw burst out of him. He couldn’t contain it. Leaning back against the couch, he put his arms behind his head, still laughing.

“Don’t tell me you spent a lot.”

“Okay.” He shrugged, still grinning. “I didn’t spend a lot.”

I didn’t believe him for a second. “How much? A hundred dollars?”

Adam snorted.

“Two hundred dollars?” I stared at him, hard. “Don’t say two hundred. Oh my god, just tell me.”

“If you found out, you’d probably throw my credit cards into a wood chipper.”

I pinched my nose to offset the incoming headache, it that just made Adam laugh harder. He was having the time of his life, still inching me towards opening the box in my lap that burned with each passing second. I hit the back of my head against the couch and sighed, purposely looking away from him, when I spotted it on his table.

The envelope.

I froze. That couldn’t be the same envelope.

Adam still hadn’t opened it. Still? How long ago had that been? I stole a quick look at Adam, still chuckling to himself. My fingers drummed against the side of the box.

The prank wasn’t funny. I needed to get rid of it. And I didn’t want him to see me getting rid of it.

“Piper?”

“What?” I jerked back. “Huh?”

“Do you want a hint?” he asked with a lopsided grin.

No, I want you out of the apartment so I can dispose of the fake pregnancy card.

“Adam.” I squeezed my eyes shut. “I don’t want you to waste your money.”

“This is the least money-wasting thing I’ve done in years,” he replied. “In fact, we both get a use out of it.”

I didn’t think the box would be for the two of us.

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Piper

The Cost Doesn’t Matter

Taking the bow by both sides, I began unraveling it slowly. “What’s the hint?”

“San Juan Island.”

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