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thought they were all cute, but none of them held a candle to Jax. “Um…as far as celebrity crushes, I guess I have to go with Charlie Hunnam.”
    “Yes!” Harmony pointed at me.
    “Aww, I miss Jax Teller!” Destiny swooned.
    The girls and I had spent quite a few low-key evenings binge-watching Sons of Anarchy , and we were all a little bit in love with Jax Teller.
    “Great, so I think that answers my next question.” Destiny’s hand was flying across the page.
    “What?” I wasn’t sure how my celebrity crush had answered anything but just that.
    “About personality.” Destiny looked up from her list. “You want a charismatic, sexy bad boy with a heart of gold.”
    “Don’t we all,” Harmony murmured.
    “Okay, so all we have to do is find a tall, employed, early-to-mid-twenties, Charlie-Hunnum-Jax-Teller-esque, sexy and charismatic bad boy with a heart of gold.” Destiny clapped her hands together before adding, “Oh, and one that hasn’t known you your whole life.”
    “Wow. If it weren’t for that one, I would have had the perfect person.” Harmony sounded disbelieving.
    “You would?” I thought my list was a little vague and slightly unattainable. The fact that Harmony had someone in mind was shocking.
    “Yeah. Trace!” She confidently declared.
    I was glad that I hadn’t already started eating one of Destiny’s cookies because I would have choked on it.
    Harmony shook her head. “I can’t believe I never thought of it before. He’s everything on that list.”
    My heart felt like it had stopped pumping. And my face was heating with embarrassment, which I prayed that the girls didn’t notice.
    “That’s crazy. He really does.” Destiny also looked stunned as she turned to me. “Doesn’t he!?”
    Oh boy. Act natural. How would I have felt if they’d just suggested one of Harmony’s other brothers, one I didn’t have nightly fantasies about?
    Pretending they were talking about Beau or Travis or Cooper, I nodded as if it were occurring to me now. “That is so weird. I guess he really does.”
    Thankfully, my voice sounded strong and not shaky, which it tended to do when I got nervous.
    “Too bad you’ve known him your whole life,” Harmony commented, dropping the entire Trace-equals-my-dream-man realization as fast as she’d picked it up. “Man. It’s too bad this isn’t Weird Science and we can’t just create our own perfect man.”
    Destiny and Harmony started reminiscing about all of the great ’80s movies we used to watch while growing up, like Dirty Dancing , Can’t Buy Me Love (the Patrick Dempsey version), Space Camp , and Girls Just Want to Have Fun .
    I quietly thought about how there was no need for a Weird Science computer program because my perfect man already existed. Anyone else I dated, even if he had all the qualities I’d specified, would just be an imitation of the real thing, and there was nothing I could do about it.
    It wasn’t exactly the sunny outlook I wanted to have while embarking on this new chapter in my life, but right now it was all I had. My best bet was to put him out of my mind. I owed it to myself to give this, whatever it ended up being, a fair shot. And I might not have known much about relationships, but I did know there was no way I could do that if I was hanging on to my crush on Trace. I needed to put my feelings for him exactly where they belonged: in the past.

Chapter 4
    Trace
    “Sounds like you’re whistlin’ upwind.”
    ~ Dolly Briggs
    A s much as I loved Sunday dinners with my family, I was more than a little relieved when the last piece of pie had been served. During the entire meal, I’d been feeling so restless that I’d barely made it past the salad. Every story that was told and every new topic that was brought up had made the dinner last longer, which made me feel like I was about to come out of my skin.
    My thoughts were consumed with one thing and one thing only: Cara McCord. I’d always spent a good deal of