Secondhand Heart Read Free Page B

Somehow, my hand landed in his, I only knew because the electricity that danced along my skin.
    “Evey’s told me all about you.” Nobody called my sister Evey anymore. It surprised me, and I liked it. I missed her being Evey. One side of his mouth went up higher than the other when he smiled, and the skin around his eyes crinkled at the corners. I knew too much time had passed for me to reply, but my brain kept short circuiting every time I tried.
    “Not everything.” Ev bumped into him playfully. “You know, Daisy’s been looking for a job—“
    “No, I haven’t.” What the hell was she doing?
    Her mouth dropped, and she shot me a look as if she couldn’t believe I could be so stupid. “Do you have a job?”
    “No.”
    “So, as I was saying, my sister could use a job.” Ev rocked back and forth on her heels and batted her eyelashes at Cam. “You still hiring here?”
    She totally caught Cam off guard. Great. “I’m sure we could make room for you, Daisy.” His smile made me melt, and almost forget I wanted to kill Ev. I liked the way my name sounded coming out of his mouth. “Why don’t you come in tomorrow for an interview?”
    “Okay.” I think I squeaked. Ev, satisfied with mortifying me, moved in closer to Cam and continued chatting with him. He kept looking over at me, probably trying to figure out if I’d make a good bar back or dishwasher.
    And he still held my hand.
    “I’ve got to go. It was nice talking to you ladies.” He bowed his head and squeezed my hand one last time before he let go. “Daisy, let’s say, one tomorrow?”
    I nodded, then watched him walk away and join another group. I know you’re wondering how his ass looked. Amazing.
    I whacked Ev. “What the hell were you thinking? ‘Daisy needs a job.’ Daisy does not need a fucking job.”
    She rubbed her arm where I hit her. It probably stung, considering her sunburn. “I had to do something!”
    “Why? Is mom bitching that I’m a useless excuse for a human being?” All this because I made fun of those stupid shakes? They put pretzels in them and pretended they were health food. How could I expected to keep my mouth shut about that? “Or was it because I slept until noon today? It’s Saturday, Ev. I slept in. No big deal.”
    “No. I did it because he was looking at you like you were the Mona Lisa or something.”
    “He was?”
    “Yeah. He totally was,” Bree piped in. “It was hot.”
    Holy shit.

“W hat if Cam Hunter actually wants to date you?” Bree asked, making it sound as preposterous as it really was. “You’d be in magazines and everything. I wonder where he lives. He’s got to live around here, if he’s going to be at the bar all the time.”
    All of us had been giddy after our Cam encounter, and now that we were almost home, it was starting to wear off for me. It was replaced with the nausea of, Oh My God, I’m going to have to do something about this , in like twelve hours. The interview. That wasn’t real, was it? Without the safety of his beer goggles, he’d probably run for the hills.
    “I’m sure he was just trying to be nice,” I countered. And all that attention sounded like my worst nightmare. “Since Ev put him on the spot.”
    “You’re welcome.” Ev smiled at me in the rear view mirror. “Just see what he’s got to say.”
    “If you don’t want to find out how nice he is, I’ll go see what he has to say.” Bree double dog dared me. “I can think of a few ways I could help him out.”
    “Fine, I’ll go.” My stomach lurched. Why couldn’t either of them see what a horrible idea this was?
    Everyone was sleeping over at my house tonight. Ev wasn’t going to head back to Boston this late, and my mom had put the boys to bed in the guest room, so it made sense for Bree to stay and take them home in the morning. Just like when we were kids, Ev and Bree made up beds on my bedroom floor. None of us could stop giggling. Maybe it was the blanket forts, maybe it was the