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“Things usually do for me. Look, you can stay. But this is why I didn’t want to tell you. You take it upon yourself to help everyone else and this is your time. You’re getting married. You’re searching for your parents. You shouldn’t have to babysit me.”
She shrugs. “You had to babysit me when we first met.”
“A phone call I still regret taking,” I grumble.
“Ouch.”
“Promise me you won’t make a big deal out of this and try to solve my problems.”
“Sweetheart, if it were up to me, you’d be waking up in my cottage right now. But with the renovations, we can’t even stay there this week.”
“Good. You should use this as a sign to get away for a bit. A pre-wedding honeymoon.”
There’s a knock and before I can ask who it is, Pepper calls out. “Come in.”
Another quick knock and Ethan enters with a small tray. “Large iced coffee and full-size blueberry muffin.”
“For me?”
“For you. And if I can get you anything else, just dial one on that phone.”
“Thank you.”
Pepper waits until Ethan steps out. Then turns to me. “Why was Noah in your room again?”
“I don’t know. He was here when I got back from work, ranting about something.” I wave a hand like I don’t remember every word he said.
“What gives him the right to just barge into your room like he owns the place?”
I glare at her. “Because he does.”
“No, he doesn’t. He sold his share of the Inn to Aiden last winter.”
“What? Why?”
“How should I know?” She stands. “Anyway, as soon as the reno is done, Chase and I are going to host a get-together with his hockey friends and you’re coming. I think you and Landon would really hit it off.”
“I'm glad you've got my priorities straight." I laugh and it feels like the first time in a while.
“Someone has to. Look, you two have so much in common. You love to read and he…is really cute.”
I laugh.
“I’m kidding. He reads too.”
“Books?”
She scratches her head. “News articles…on his phone.”
I roll my eyes. “Look, I’m not looking to date now. I’m planning to move. Until I know where I’m going, I don’t think dating is a good idea.”
“Who said anything about dating?” Pepper shouts just before the door to my room is pushed open.
Chase and Noah exchange glances before walking in.
“We’ll talk later,” Pepper whispers and stands. “Where've you boys been?”
Noah places a small white paper bag on the desk, and we lock eyes for a millisecond before he turns away. “We picked up some antibiotics.”
