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anything to hook him. It was more like he got trapped in my presence and I helped set him free.”
    May slid down into the recliner across from me. “Care to elaborate?”
    “Jessa and I were on the elevator coming up from the parking garage when Jack busted in just as the doors were closing on the middle stop – you know, the one for the rental cars. Anyway, he was on the phone talking about how he caught his girlfriend cheating on him when he came down here to surprise her.”
    May was glued to every word like I was revealing the secret of life to her. “Shut up! Who cheats on Jack Cole?! Then what?”
    “Then, I reached our floor and I got off. In the meantime, a ton of other people got on with Jack still standing there in the elevator. I don’t think he really knew where he was going. Anyway, I saw this guy about to talk to him and it was just so clear that he wanted to be left alone.”
    “Yeah?”
    “Yeah. So, basically, I saved him from being hassled by a horde of fans, hence I gave him his freedom.”
    “And how did you do that?”
    I shrugged. “I called him Brady.”
    May fell back into the cushions, deflated by the ending. “That’s it?”
    “Pretty much. I also did a German tourist routine while we were waiting for you at the gate. That was kinda fun.” I had to smile just thinking about it.
    “Sorry I missed that. Jack Cole’s German is hysterical.” No doubt she was remembering the same assassin movie I had earlier.
    “Yeah, I didn’t let him do any of the talking.”
    “Smart.”
    I could feel the giggles start to rise again and all it took was one look at my sister for them to spill out.
    Five minutes later we were still catching our breath.
    “So, are you going to sleep with him?”
    “He does not want to sleep with me. And even if he did, I’m not looking to be anybody’s rebound. Not even Jack Cole’s.” Even as I said the words I knew I was lying. So did May.
    Humiliated, I face planted into the couch cushions, giggling yet again. After a moment I came up for air, tears in my eyes from laughing and beet red cheeks which were a combined result of embarrassment, as well as, lack of oxygen. I sucked in a deep breath and held it, forcing myself to be still. Then my inner twelve year old made yet one more appearance.
    “I’d totally make out with him though. I mean it. I would kiss the crap out of the man.”
    May shook her head laughing at me. “You’re ridiculous.”
    “Maybe. But you still love me.”
    “Like a mad woman loves her slippers and whiskey.” And that was really saying something.
    I lifted my chin as high as I could, trying to see over the windowsill from where I was sitting, in hopes of getting a glimpse of the ocean beyond it.
    “Beach?”
    May was already out of her seat. “For sure.”
    She was halfway down the stairs before I could remind her that Jack was staying in her room.
    I was buried in my closet digging through my bikini drawer in search of a matching set when I heard loud knocking coming from downstairs. Caught off guard by the clarity of the sound, I stopped what I was doing to see what else I could hear.
    It was muffled, but definitely audible.
    “Any chance I could sneak in and grab something from the bedroom real quick?”
    “Your previous tenants leave something behind?” I could tell from his tone that the jig was definitely up. Apparently, so could May.
    “Hey, you’re the idiot who got in the car with a couple of strangers and then came home with us. Things could have turned out so much worse for you than they did.”
    The sound began to fade as I heard them move away from the door and into the apartment. I hurried from my closet and into my bathroom which was located directly over May’s bedroom. When I couldn’t hear anything, I began to get antsy.
    I swear, I wasn’t usually about listening in on other people, but this was different. I knew my sister. If she thought Jack Cole had even the slightest interest in me, she would call