You're Still the One

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wasn’t that they purposely made him feel left out, he just was . “I don’t think I can tell you anything helpful, sorry. Just hit your mark.”
    She looked at him in confusion.
    â€œWhen they tell you where to stand for the camera shot, be sure to get it right or they’ll have to shoot it again. That can make them cranky.” At least that had been his experience. “Ask Kyle about it—he was always the star of the show, and look at him now.”
    She nodded. “Good idea.”
    They fell silent, and Hayden figured they’d run out of safe, mundane topics. Time to go before he said something stupid like, “What did you and my mom talk about over dinner?”
    She pushed away from the doorframe. “I’m going to hit the shower and then maybe watch an episode of Sherlock . I just started it recently, and it’s very addictive. Do you watch it?”
    He shook his head. “I have, but not in a long time. I haven’t been watching much TV the past year. Too busy.”
    â€œI can imagine. It must be cool to experience another culture like that. How’s your French?”
    He grinned at her. “Trés bon.”
    â€œNow, that’s sexy.” She sounded playful, joking, but there was something in her gaze that rekindled a desire he preferred to suppress.
    And just like that they were on the edge of the danger zone. This shouldn’t be possible. She’d dumped him and never looked back. He’d finally moved on. What was this—residual attraction?
    â€œEnjoy your show. Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow.” He turned and headed for the back stairs.
    Knowing she was a short walk from his bedroom gave him all sorts of inappropriate ideas. So he wasn’t in a committed relationship. That didn’t mean he wanted to take up with the woman who’d broken his heart.
    He frowned, growing angry with himself for forgetting, even for fifteen minutes, what she’d put him through. He walked into the kitchen and poured a beer.
    He exhaled and let his ire fade. It wasn’t fair of him to put all the blame on her. He’d caused that damn accident, and if he hadn’t, she never would’ve left. The baby would’ve kept them together. Maybe. But then Hayden wouldn’t be where he was today, making wine, following his own path.
    He just wished he knew where that path was leading. Fantasizing about that winery with the Westcotts had made him second-guess his desire to stay in France. He’d spent the evening researching winemaking facilities and thinking about how a year from now he could be watching his first vintage grow fat on the vine.
    It was tempting as hell. Just like the woman upstairs.
    B EX ’ S FIRST BATCH of beer for the day, an IPA, was already in the fermentation tank. Next up, she planned to make a blonde ale and add some loganberry puree.
    Last night’s almost-platonic conversation with Hayden had made her feel good about taking this job, especially after talking with Emily, who clearly hoped she and Hayden still had a chance. But they didn’t. As soon as things had gotten the teensiest bit flirty—thanks to her inability to keep her mouth shut after he’d spoken French—he’d bailed. Who knew two little words uttered in a foreign language could be so unbelievably sexy? It wasn’t like he’d said anything flirty. Her French was practically nonexistent, but she knew he’d just said, “very good.” As in he’d learned to speak French quite well.
    Even though she’d only heard him say two words, she didn’t doubt his skill for a second. One thing about Hayden, when he put himself into something, he went all in—heart and soul.
    How had she turned her back on that? More important, why?
    Because she’d been young and shortsighted and emotionally stunted. Hopefully she was making progress on the latter. Her conversation with Emily had shown her that she

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