spinning.
She should have called and canceled the movie date with Jordan Parker as soon as she'd gotten home on Monday. If one more member of her family—extended or otherwise—congratulated her for finally putting her past in the past and moving on from what had been one of the most emotionally tragic moments of her life, she would.
For a minute, she imagined she could see his expression when she called him to say she had changed her mind and even the imaginary flash of pain she pretended she could see in those sexy eyes of his made her wince. Darn it, why couldn't everyone just leave her alone about it?
Why couldn't they understand she was telling the truth when she told them she and Jordan were only going to be at the movies together because he was new here and wanted to familiarize himself with the local surroundings? He'd only recently moved to Hawthorne Grove. Like he'd said, it wasn't as if he could pick up the phone and call any one of a score of people nearby like she could and ask them to join him. There was only Sam Huntingdon, and she couldn't blame him for preferring his first visit to The Grove Cinema be with a female—especially given that this Saturday was couples night—which was why they were only playing romantic comedies. But the more her family and circle of friends who called congratulated her on her decision to go out, the more Kaylee thought doing so might be another of those Very Bad Ideas she occasionally had.
It took less than five minutes to do the drop off and pick up at Dee's Linen and More. In six, she was back on the road, a quarter hour from home, and her thoughts—as they had been all week—were on her upcoming date with Jordan again.
Obviously, her friends were reading more into the casual night out than they should, and she had almost expected that. Her family, however—she'd really thought they understood why she'd removed herself from the singles scene for the past four years and why she had no plans for ever going back in.
Daniel.
The heart-breaker.
The dream-killer.
The sweetest, most tender, wonderful love of her life who had broken off their engagement the day she'd hurried to his apartment from work to show him her wedding dress. For six months, she'd saved to buy that specific dress. Her entire goal? To be the most beautiful bride possible for the world's most perfect man.
She'd believed he deserved it.
They'd been together all through high-school. They were so obviously meant for each other, they'd been voted Couple Most Likely in their senior year. For four years, he was there for her, and she had truly believed they would be together forever. He'd even been waiting for her at the door when she ran up the steps to his apartment, a smile on her lips, sparkles in her eyes, and her heart spilling over from the sheer happiness she'd felt in that moment.
Looking back, she could only guess her own emotions had blinded her completely to seeing the lack of his, which was why she had made a promise to herself to never get so emotionally involved she could not see what was right in front of her face ever again.
At home, she unlocked the door to her small, one-bedroom apartment and then nudged it shut with her heel without bothering to lock it again. Hawthorne Grove's crime rate was practically non-existent. Everyone knew everyone here—well, except for Jordan Parker, and now she was obligated by her own words to try and help him change that.
After putting her purse and keys aside and slipping out of her coat, Kaylee went to rummage through the fridge and cabinets in the kitchen. She might be exasperated with the way her family was treating this thing with Jordan, but she still had to eat. She decided on a salad. With any luck, she'd be able to finish it before Jo called.
Her sister was the only one who hadn't yet phoned or dropped by to quiz her about the mystery man she was going out with Saturday who had, reportedly, swept her off her feet. Kaylee snorted at her
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