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promise of lunch out and a long talk afterward.
    She was dying to confide in someone about what had happened last night with Todd, but with Megan now living a state away, that left her with Ellie as one of her closest friends. Which was funny, seeing as they’d only know each other for a few months.
    Trying to toss her ponytail back from her face, Kate lifted her head and glared up at Ellie, who crooned out words of encouragement to a class that was surprisingly full. Who the heck would have thought this many women in Wyattsville were into yoga?
    Sweat poured down her neck and the muscles in her legs started to scream in protest.
    God! Exercise was the devil.
    Kate glanced over at the clock on the wall and bit back a moan. Still another forty minutes. She’d never make it. She’d be found unconscious in a twisted, muscle-spasming mess.
    But somehow she got through the rest of the hour. When Ellie dismissed the class, Kate collapsed on the floor to pass out, but still caught the glare of one woman leaving.
    Penny from Penny’s Pies. Kate’s only competition in town for sweets. And, judging by Penny’s glare, apparently the woman still wasn’t pleased with Kate being the new shop in town.
    When Ellie finished saying goodbye to the rest of the class, Kate was waiting for her on her mat on the floor. Lying on her back and staring at the ceiling, dreaming of a sexy masseuse and one of her big, fat salted-caramel cupcakes.
    “Hey,” Ellie said cheerfully, bounding over and sitting down next to her. “You did fabulous. Good job.”
    “I’m not sure you realize, but I think this type of thing is actually considered torture in some countries,” Kate muttered and struggled into sitting position.
    Ellie winked and stretched her legs out and grabbing her toes. “Trust me, you’ll be begging to come back next week. It’s addictive.”
    “Hmm.” Kate watched as the last attendee in the room left the studio.
    “Okay, spill it.” Ellie lifted a perfectly shaped, dark eyebrow. “What’s going on?”
    Kate swallowed hard, her cheeks getting hot again—but not from exercise this time. “Todd kissed me last night.”
    Ellie blinked and her mouth fell open.
    “And if you say a word to Tyson about this, I swear—”
    “I won’t say anything,” Ellie promised breathily. “Todd really kissed you? Todd Wyatt ?”
    Kate nodded and looked down, her brows drawing together. Jeez, it sounded as surreal saying it aloud as it did in her head. “Yes.”
    “That’s…wow. I don’t know what to say. How did it happen? Were you guys drunk?”
    “Um, no,” Kate muttered and rolled her eyes. “And thanks for implying I’d have to get him drunk to want to suck face with me.”
    Ellie touched Kate’s arm and winced. “No, no! Sorry, that came out wrong. It’s just…wow. I can’t…it just seems so left field.”
    Well, it was sort of. Kate sighed and attempted a stretch of her own. She’d never told anyone about how she’d kissed Todd during Ellie’s bachelorette party. In fact, she’d kind of preferred to forget that had ever happened. Especially because he hadn’t kissed her back, and had instead just pushed her gently away. Talk about humiliating.
    That kiss was something she’d tried to block out. She’d just been staring at his lips, had wanted to stop his scolding about the stripper—which was such a double standard—and bam, had just leaned in and kissed him.
    She blamed her lapse in sanity on alcohol.
    “So, come on, you can’t just leave me hanging here. What happened?” Ellie prodded.
    “He invited me to dinner. Alone. And it was kind of all weird and tense. And when I went home, he kissed me.” Kate looked down, deciding not to elaborate on what had happened beyond the kiss. “And then he got all weird about it and kind of rambled about how sorry he was and how he shouldn’t have done it.”
    “Well no, he shouldn’t have.”
    Kate glanced up in surprise at Ellie’s terse reply.
    “But I liked