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The Summer's End (Lowcountry Summer #3) Haunted Moon (Otherworld/Sisters of the Moon #13)

Amiee was waiting for Cassie when she returned to the apartment.

So did I, Steve said.Cassie looked at him and her smile widened. So did I, she whispered.

Carnal Innocence

Steve got back in the truck and went to get a bucket of KFC, then brought it to the apartment. The three of them sat around the table and dug in to the feast. More than once Steve leaned over and took Cassies hand, unable to restrain himself.Amiee ate mashed potatoes but refused to let anyone eat the chicken legs so she could have them all the following day.Soon after they finished clearing off the table, Amiee returned to her room and Cassie and Steve cuddled on the sofa.

Atlantia

You took flowers to Alicias grave site, he said.Cassie twisted her head back to look up at him. Howd you know?

Why would you do that?

She pressed her head against his shoulder. I was miserable, and dont laugh, please, but I wanted her advice. I know it sounds ridiculous … she wasnt going to answer. I … I dont know. It made me feel better, I guess.Sam angled his head toward the sky. He didnt like this. Not one bit. You owe me for this.

Ill make it up to you, Rocco promised.Rocco would make it up to him. Sam would make damn sure he did.

Cracked Up To Be

Oh damn … he wondered if he owed Owen a dollar if he swore in his thoughts.After Rocco and Owen left, Sam immediately regretted agreeing to this blind date. He wouldnt do it for anyone other than Nichole. But when the time came he showered and combed his shoulder-length hair back and tied it at the base of his neck. He hated getting his hair cut just about as much as he hated shaving, which is why he wore a beard. Examining his reflection, he noticed his beard had gotten a bit scraggly looking. He reached for a pair of scissors and he trimmed it back. Sam sincerely hoped Nichole appreciated all the trouble he was going through for this dinner idea of hers.

Shuffling through his closet, he chose a shirt with a button-down collar and put on a clean pair of black jeans. This was about as fancy as he got. If this teacher was looking for some suave dresser, then she was out of luck.One thing Nichole did right was cook his favorite dinner. He was a sucker for her applesauce cake and hed never tasted a better cordon bleu than what Nichole made. To be fair, hers was the only homemade cordon bleu hed ever tasted, but he suspected few would compare. Being single, he frequently ate out and his meals usually consisted of something he was able to pick up at a drive-through on the way home from the car dealership. Either that or tavern food he got at The Dog House, where he often hung out. Not as much now that Rocco had married. Sam had other friends, but none as close to him as Rocco was.

Sam arrived at Rocco and Nicholes place at around five-thirty. He had a few questions he wanted to ask Nichole before this teacher friend of hers arrived. Besides, hed volunteer to hold the baby while she put the finishing touches on dinner. Knowing Nichole, shed be fussing over every detail.He sincerely hoped she wasnt putting any stock into something developing between him and this teacher friend of hers. From the little bit he knew about … what in the world was her name again? Brenda? Brittany? Something like that. For the life of him, he couldnt remember. No matter what her name was, he already knew it wasnt going to work. He had no intentions of getting involved in a relationship.

Owen had the front door open by the time Sam had climbed out of his truck. Hi, Uncle Sam.Good. Owen held the screen door for him.

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