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BBB Burger?”
    She raised an eyebrow. “Really?”
    He chuckled. “That’s probably not the response Mel would want you to give.”
    “One BBB Burger coming up. I’ll bring you your usual with it.”
    “Thanks.” He cocked his head, watching Betty scurry off. His usual . What did she mean by that? Sure he’d been in this place a number of times since he moved here, but he didn’t remember ordering the same thing. He liked to alternate between healthy choices and plain old artery-clogging burgers loaded with the works, depending on if he got a five-mile run in or not.
    He scrolled through his phone while he waited for his meal and smiled down at the last text. It was from Christine saying how much fun she’d had last night and hoped to see him again soon.
    He scratched the stubble on his chin, thinking back to the evening. It had been a good time. After his shift had ended, they had hung out on his dock and got to know each other over a six-pack, before moving to his bedroom.
    She was cute—a bit on the boring side, and her job was a major yawn—but he thought they could have some fun together.
    Then something strange happened. Even after some heavy making out, something had felt off . . . almost like he was doing something wrong, which was completely ridiculous since he’d been divorced for almost a year and hadn’t been seeing anyone since Caitlin. Not being able to shake the feeling that he was cheating, he asked Christine if she wouldn’t mind if he called it a night and drove her home.
    A total first for him, and he’d spent the morning wondering why he hadn’t been able to seal the deal. Maybe he’d call her later in the week to get together and try again.
    Betty came over and placed a large pink shake on the table. “One strawberry malt made with extra strawberries, just like you like it.”
    Brandon glanced down at the thick, pink drink. Since when had he started drinking milkshakes? Maybe Betty was mistaking him for another customer. Not wanting to hurt the old woman’s feelings, he took a sip and nodded. “Yummy.”
    “So, will we see you this Friday at Sugar and Spice Night?”
    “Sugar and Spice Night?” Brandon raised a curious eyebrow. “What’s that? A cooking class?”
    “Nope, but it does involve food. It’s similar to the Summer Fling auction that I’m sure Jason told you all about. Emma paid a pretty penny for him.”
    Brandon chuckled because Betty was right. The pretty, blonde baker had bid five thousand dollars on his best friend. Man, he wished he could have been there to see that, but he’d already gone back to L.A. “So, you want to auction me off this time?”
    “Not exactly. For this event, bachelors bid on a special date with a bachelorette.”
    “Really?” He leaned back in the booth, liking the sound of that. “Do tell.”
    “It’s a hoot seeing who gets paired.” She slid into the booth across from him. “Although, last year, Abby Stevens had a rather unfortunate date. We’re hoping she has better luck this year.”
    He couldn’t help but chuckle. Emma’s spitfire cousin was probably a handful for any man. “So, how does it work?”
    “It’s simple. You register a main course meal at the event and agree to make it that night for your date. That’s the spice portion. Then, you bid on the perfect dessert to go with your meal. The woman who made the dessert will be your date for the evening, but her name will only be revealed after you’ve won the bid. You cook for her and she brings—”
    “The sugar,” he completed her sentence. “And the date is the same night?”
    “Yes. We end right at 7 p.m. so couples can go off and have their dinner.” She wiggled a finger at him. “But the date ends at 10 p.m. sharp. Ernie patrols in his cop car, checking on all the couples making sure everything is going okay and each of our bachelors is on his best behavior.”
    “Sounds like fun. I’ve been dying to try out my new grill.”
    She raised a skinny