Tangled Up (Bachelors of Buttermilk Falls #2) Read Online Free PDF Page B

luscious strawberries and topped with fresh whipped cream. One of those hunky guys better bid on it.
    “So . . . ,” Emma started.
    “Yes?”
    “I haven’t wanted to pry, but you haven’t said a word. How did things go the other night with Brandon?”
    “Well, this is the first time we’ve worked together since Tuesday.” Abby whipped off her apron and hung it on a nearby hook. It was true that she hadn’t filled Emma in on what went down at the bar.
    It wasn’t that she didn’t want to tell her cousin what had happened—she told her everything. However, every time she went to reach for her phone or to stop by Emma’s cottage, that feeling that she’d been punched in the stomach returned.
    “And . . .”
    “It went exactly as planned.”
    “Really? So he ate the cupcake.”
    “Every last piece.” Abby nodded. “It completely worked. He didn’t invite me over to his place after his shift, and I even watched him flirt unabashedly with Christine Martin right in front of me.”
    “Christine Martin? She’s back in town?”
    “Just for a few days.” Abby began to wash her dirty dishes. “And by the way they were carrying on, I have no doubts that she got an invitation to Chez Swift. Probably a couple invitations by now.”
    Emma cocked an eyebrow. “And you’re okay with that?”
    “More than okay.” Abby reached for some dish soap, squeezing the liquid into her mixing bowl. “Brandon is only looking for a good time, and I’m ready for more. Now we both can move on, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do tonight.”
    “Well, let me help.” Emma opened the refrigerator and pulled out a container of strawberries. “I’ve been wanting to use these up. You can layer the plate with them when you get there and drizzle the caramel sauce all over it. I’ll pack extra for your date later tonight.”
    “Ooooh! Excellent idea.” She paused, needing to ask an important question. “You’re not going to tell Jason what I did, are you?”
    Emma blinked a couple times before responding. “I think we should. I mean . . . never mind I hate lying to my boyfriend, what if he slips up and asks Brandon about you?”
    Abby thought for a minute. Emma had a point. “Can you just assure him that the spell was one hundred percent safe?”
    “Other than his losing six weeks of memories?”
    “He’s fine. He probably thinks he’s experiencing a dry spell.”
    “Well, we can wait until Jason gets back to tell him, and then we’ll do it together.”
    “Okay.” That would give her a week, maybe two before she had to admit anything to Brandon’s best friend.
    Finishing her dishes, Abby decorated her two plates in strawberries and then spent a few minutes freshening up in the back office. She’d brought her favorite black top and dark slim jeans to change into along with gold hoop earrings and black tall boots. Pulling her hair into a pretty sleek ponytail, she gave her locks a light spritz of hairspray and then swiped her lips with a red matte lipstick.
    She hoped tonight went well. Even if she wasn’t matched with the man of her dreams, it would announce to all the bachelors in town that Abby Stevens was officially back on the market. Not that she was ever off the market, but she hadn’t been on one date since Carter left town and she began sleeping with Brandon.
    Flying through the kitchen, she grabbed her dessert and said a quick good-bye to Emma. The Elks Lodge was located just around the corner on the edge of Main Street. Since it was a short walk, she decided to leave her car at the Sugar Spoon. Besides, she’d have to come back to retrieve the second dessert for her date tonight, which was now in the bakery’s refrigerator.
    The cool breeze tickled her skin, and she was glad she’d chosen jeans and not a dress that would have left her freezing. She took her time getting to the event. She loved this time of year: the red and yellow leaves scattered on the ground, the slight chill in the air, and