Hawthorne’s chest tensed as he checked out Jazz. Why was she asking? He’d been afraid she would have picked up on his…attraction to her. Possibly this was a very good time to attempt to make clear he hadn’t meant something by that. “No. A wedding and household wouldn’t be a very good match for my work, my way of life. I must be free to select up and go each time the necessity or concept hits me.”

Her lips curved up barely at one nook. “You sound like Carson. You actually fooled me in The Killer’s Corpse.”

Guide Fourteen, the latest installment earlier than his latest launch. He’d shocked lots of people with that one, together with himself. Largely by the actual fact he’d included a romance in any respect. He hadn’t carried out that with Carson earlier than. However it was a great way to create increased emotional stakes.

“I actually thought he was lastly going to surrender bachelorhood for Valentine Edwards.” Jazz shook her head as if she nonetheless couldn’t consider it. “She was such an ideal match for him. And it appeared like he cherished her close to the tip.”

“He did have emotions for her.” Hawthorne reached for his soda cup. “However Carson values his freedom above all the things else.” He took a protracted sip of the cool drink, checking on Freddie once more. Possibly to keep away from Jazz’s gaze.

“And also you?”

Hawthorne reluctantly met her stare. However it could be higher to make issues clear now than let her get hooked up and count on one thing he couldn’t give her. “I like freedom, too.”

She rubbed her thumb on her thermos. “So that you’ve by no means been tempted? By no means met a woman particular sufficient to catch your eye?” One thing in the way in which she threw within the second query, her darted look away, the flush in her cheeks, made him maintain again the flippant denial he was going to offer.

And he couldn’t truthfully say he hadn’t. That might be a lie. As a result of he was trying on the girl who was that particular. “Effectively…possibly as soon as.”

Her emerald eyes lit on him, widening barely as a smile curved her lips.

He shouldn’t have stated it. Shouldn’t have checked out her the way in which he was now, in all probability revealing an excessive amount of of his rising attraction for her. Not in spite of everything that work to make clear he didn’t desire a relationship.

However the way in which a flame blazed in his torso on the pleasure and warmth in her eyes advised him his emotions didn’t care about clarifications or boundaries.

“Have a very good evening, you two.” Freddie waved from exterior the cover as he shouted to be heard above the group noise and the music from close by rides.

Jazz returned the wave with a smile as Hawthorne instantly gathered his soda and remnants of sizzling canine.

“You’re going to observe him, aren’t you?” Jazz’s perceptive gaze locked on Hawthorne.

“I’m free in the meanwhile.” He grinned.

“Too dangerous I’m working ’til midnight.” Her frown switched to a smile, and she or he waved him on. “Good luck. Give me a name in the event you want backup.”

“Thanks for dinner.” He threw the phrases over his shoulder as he hurried to drop the trash in a bin and ensure he didn’t let Freddie get too far forward. He would possibly’ve already given the seller too huge a lead in such a thick crowd of individuals. Possibly he ought to’ve requested Jazz to deliver Flash for the primary leg. He may in all probability observe Freddie.

Hawthorne used his top to benefit to see above the individuals he weaved via.

Freddie was sadly fairly common trying with nothing to make him stand out within the crowd. However Hawthorne knew which exit he’d be headed for—the workers door by the primary entrance that offered a faster manner out and in by avoiding the traces.

Hawthorne saved his stride lengthy however not too quick. Wouldn’t be good to get forward of Freddie. Though Hawthorne was off shift. If he did see the person, it wouldn’t be suspicious for Hawthorne to be leaving on the identical time.

With that excuse in thoughts, he picked up his tempo. If he handed Freddie with out recognizing him, he may merely wait exterior the gate till he noticed the seller go away.

However as Hawthorne neared the gate, the crowds cleared barely.

And Freddie’s darkish hair with receding hairline caught Hawthorne’s eye. Pink polo T-shirt, tan khakis. Glasses and mustache. That was Freddie.

Hawthorne slowed, maintaining Freddie in view as the seller went via the workers exit as predicted.

Since extra guests had been coming into than leaving in the meanwhile, Hawthorne slipped out via the primary exit as a substitute, permitting him to take care of extra distance with out dropping sight of Freddie.

He saved one row of automobiles between him and Freddie as he watched to see the place the seller had parked.

Freddie ultimately stopped by a lightweight blue sedan and unlocked the motive force’s door.

Hawthorne sprinted away. His automotive was parked in one other part of the lot too far-off.

Sweat dripped from his face by the point Hawthorne reached his automotive and jumped into the sweltering oven it had turn into. He began the engine and turned the air con on full blast as he drove as quick as he thought he may get away with towards the part of the lot the place Freddie had parked. Too quick, apparently, given the way in which his brakes slipped as he slowed for a flip.

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