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He nods. “Makes sense. I’ll see what I can do. But a lot of cooking is about what feels right.”

He’s not making an innuendo—he’s not that kind of guy. But boy, do I wish he was. I definitely want to do all the things with him that would feel right.

I hum and take a sip of my water. “Thanks again. What should we make next?”

He’s thoughtful as he chews and swallows. “Spaghetti is good. And a simple baked chicken would be useful. I’ll make us a list.”

My chest warms at the thought of future adventures with him in the kitchen. Or anywhere, really. His brown eyes twinkle at me and my stomach swoops.

I clear my throat. “I’d like to repay the gesture and thank you for your time. Is there anything I can teach you? Or do for you?”

I’m pretty proud of the way I don’t make it sound like I’m offering sexual favors. Although if he was asking, I’d say yes. Is it too much to hope that he takes it that way?

Jonas shrugs and gives me his closed-mouth smile. “I wouldn’t say no to another episode ofLove Islandtonight.”

“Really?” My mouth drops open.

“I can’t admit to the guys I’m addicted to it. But if it’s your idea and I’m watching with you…” He trails off, blushing, and it’s so adorable, I’m pretty sure part of my anatomy spontaneously combusts.

“I’m your beard. Got it.”

He laughs, and it’s become one of my favorite sounds. “I’m not sure that’s how I’d phrase it.”

“How would you say it, then?” I raise my brows, and our teasing banter fills my chest with happiness.

“Mmm, two friends just watching TV. That’s all.”

“Friends?”

If possible, his blush deepens. “Well, yeah. Can’t give away that we might be anything more.”

“Then it’s a good thing no one is around.” I lean in for a kiss, pouring out all the passion that’s pent up inside me. Lips still locked, he stands up from his stool, bringing me with him. He catches me when I jump, wrapping my legs around his waist, and the evidence is clear—he wants this as much as I do.

Who cares about the dishes? They’ll be there later.

Chapter

Twenty-Six

JONAS

Cooper: Evan says you work out too much. Go relax and enjoy your summer!

Jonas: Nah, he’s exaggerating. I’m good.

Jonas: How’s Denver?

Cooper: Gorgeous views. Cool town. Crazy busy!

Jonas: I bet! Can’t wait to see you hit the ice with the Avalanche.

Cooper: You know I’m not actually on their team, right?

Jonas: Yet. You’re in their farm system, you’ll get there in no time.

Cooper: Thanks for the vote of confidence, man. Means a lot.

Lying in my bed, I stare at the ceiling. There’s blemish in the feathery pattern right over my head, and it resembles a beach umbrella. I’ve spent a lot of time contemplating it this summer, and tonight’s no different.

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