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eyebrow. “Can we put you down to participate? We like to get a head count of how many bachelors will be bidding.”
    Brandon sat up. “This town sure is invested in the love lives of their residents.”
    “What can I say?” Betty stood and smoothed her apron. “We want everyone to find their happily ever after.” She winked. “Until Emma takes on more than one bachelor a week at Batter Up night, we have to create other events to help her out.” She turned to the food counter. “Ooooh. Looks like your BBB Burger is ready. Be right back.”
    Brandon took another sip of his strawberry malt that—he had to admit—was pretty damn good. Should he participate in Sugar & Spice Night? It’d been awhile since he’d been on a date and he wouldn’t mind having the opportunity to fire up his grill. Maybe this was the kick in the pants he needed to finish his deck this week.
    Betty returned with his burger and a plate full of french fries. “Enjoy.”
    “Thanks.” He pulled off his bun to see the blue cheese oozing under the bacon. God, he couldn’t wait to dig in, but first he had a few more questions. “Say, Betty. The Sugar and Spice Night sounds like fun. Where is it taking place?”
    “The Elks Lodge. Bidding starts at 5 p.m. sharp, so we ask our bachelors and bachelorettes to register by four thirty.”
    “And what is the money going toward?”
    “My, sugar, you ask a lot of questions.”
    He laughed, he probably did. “What can I say? Once a reporter, always a reporter.”
    “It’s going to the elementary school’s career exploration program that kicks off this month. The little tykes get to follow some of the grown-ups around and learn what they do.”
    “Does that cost money?”
    She nodded. “A little. Each student gets a journal, participant T-shirt, and books on their chosen subject.”
    Brandon gnawed on his fries, ready to devour his burger once Betty left. “Sounds like a great program.”
    “The kids really like it. So . . .what do you say? Can we count you in?”
    “Sure.” He paused, adding, “I mean, it’s for a good cause, and I do like dessert.”
    “Excellent!” She reached out and squeezed his cheek. “You’re going to make one of our bachelorette’s very happy.”
    While Betty scurried off to no doubt tell half the town that he was participating, Brandon dug into his hamburger. Chasing it with his malt, he wondered if it would be bad to order another strawberry one to go.
    The more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea of his participating in Sugar & Spice Night. He clapped his hands. He was single and ready to mingle.

Chapter 4
    A bby drizzled caramel on the spongy cake and then stepped back to admire her work. “Magnificent!”
    “What’s magnificent?” Emma popped into the kitchen.
    “I just made the most amazing caramel strawberry shortcake.”
    “Oh, really?” Emma grabbed a fork. “Sounds like it’s break time.”
    “Not so fast.” Abby pushed her cousin’s hand away. “No. This scrumptious beauty is for Sugar and Spice Night. I made one for the auction and one for the actual date.”
    Emma’s eyes widened. “I totally forgot about that. So, you’re participating again?”
    “Sure am.”
    “Even after last year?”
    Emma was referring to the disastrous date Abby had been forced to go on with the town’s funeral director. He’d chosen her chocolate butterscotch mousse to go with the extremely rare steak he’d cooked for her. They’d spent the night talking about cadavers and ghosts. He’d only chosen her because he thought maybe she could conjure up his dead mother’s spirit. To say it had been creepy was an understatement.
    When Ernie cruised by in his squad car to check on them, she’d feigned a migraine and asked the town cop to drive her home.
    This time, she was getting a stud and not a dud. She’d asked Bridget to leak the news to the volunteer fire department that she was participating and that her dessert would be loaded with