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“You guys knohat you want to eat?” she asked

“I’arlic bread Kyra?”

“Um… chicken parmesan?” I asked

The waitress nodded and left to put in our orders

“Their finest Italian red wine?” I asked as the waitress walked away

“I don’t know,” he said, shrugging “Harper’s the foodie of the faured ‘finest’ meant it wouldn’t be shit”

I chuckled and shookthrough things, just like I was, and even though I kneas upset, it was still co to be in his presence

“You rehetti dinner for us and your father?” Owen asked

“Yes, I do,” I said, snickering “I burned the noodles instead of boiling them”

“Still don’t kno you ed that,” he said

“That was also the night we all learned Harper could cook,” I said “And I couldn’t tell you how I did it if my life depended on it”

I could feelas the color cascaded down my back My body heated up under the embarrassaze Owen hadto find an appealing and eale him with

But before I could say what popped into my mind, he startled me with his blunt admission

“I care for you, Kyra”

I whipped aze up to his as his words hit my ears at one hundred miles a second