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stomach, threatening to make their way up towards her chest as her internal thermostat rose.
    Uncertainty.
    She frowned. It wasn’t the same kind of uncertain feelings she had that she associated with her father or her old home life, but still it was uncertainty nonetheless. That feeling of being slightly out of control.
    But there, behind that feeling of uncertainty, was something else. Exhilaration and maybe perhaps… anticipation? The same feelings she used to get when she turned in her seat in class and saw that yes, Nolan was indeed watching her. It was that same delicious tingle she would get when he’d capture her in his beautiful honeyed gaze. And now, here he was giving her that same ridiculous thrill, that silly longing and that lovely anticipation of something just out of reach, but not really since he was right here, only a few feet away on the other side of a closed door.
    Mel could feel Lexi’s smile before she saw it. “Not one word,” she warned.
    Lexi held up her hands. “I’m not saying a thing. Well, maybe one thing.”
    Mel felt her shoulders tense.
    “Oh stop being so serious, this is supposed to be a fun weekend.”
    “That’s what I’m talking about,” Mel said. “The weekend. A weekend is all I’m prepared for. Nothing more. My life is complicated enough.”
    Lexi gave her a long look and Mel let out a huff. “Just give it to me. You’re going to say what you want whether I want you to or not.”
    “So a weekend hit it and quit it, huh?” Lexi grinned. “Well, I hope you packed really good underwear because that man over there is worthy of that thong, tha, tha, tha thong!” her friend bellowed, mimicking the song they used to sing and dance around to when they were feeling ridiculously playful.
    Mel picked up a pillow once again and threw it, but this time there was no anger in the throw. “Haven’t you heard, the thong is out, and good for us, the granny panty is back in?”
    Lexi made an overdramatic horror-stricken face, and they both fell backwards onto the bed in a pool of laughter.

Chapter Four
    Nolan paused in his unpacking as Mellie’s, no, he had to correct that, Mel and Lexi’s giggles reached his ears. He wished in that moment that with the décor updates the Lodge had gone in with soundproofing their rooms. So Mellie wasn’t looking for anything more than a weekend fling? He shook his head as the words he now regretted hearing replayed in his head. Oh well, what did he expect, some grand declaration of love after all these years?
    He took a moment and let the sound of their laughter wash over him and take him back, back to the time when things were, if not simpler, at least known. Known and laid out. There was no uncertainty in his life like he had now. Back then, his life was set. Or at least it should have been, if all had gone according to his family’s plan.
    Take the baseball scholarship at State. Sign the contract with the team his father picked out. Marry the girl who, on paper, was supposedly perfect for him, already vetted by Mom, Dad, Coach, hell just about everyone. What did it matter that, though he enjoyed the game, the game wasn’t his full heart? What did it matter if he didn’t love the oh-so-perfect girl? None of those things mattered, so long as he towed the line and made everyone happy.
    He never told anyone the tears he’d cried when he tore his ACL were both tears of pain and tears of joy when he was told he wouldn’t be able to go pro, and the contracts with the majors were now just dreams of the past. In that moment a new world had opened to him, a world where dreams of his own were suddenly a very real possibility. And now another very real dream of his was on the other side of a hotel room door. Everyone thought when he got his degree in medicine and later went off to work for Doctors Without Borders, he was running away from his past and his sports dreams that never materialized. But no, he was running towards his new life. Doing