to his side. “Sorry, I just got your message. I came as fast as I could.” She took Emily from his shoulder. “Come here, honey.” Then she turned and stuck her hand out to Shelby. “Hi, I’m Emily’s mom, Lori. We just adore your books. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“Thank you. So, Nick is your . . . brother?”
Lori nodded. “Yes. Are you two friends?”
Shelby said, “No,” at the same time Nick said, “Yes.”
Lori frowned at her brother. “What have you done now, Nick?”
Nick met Shelby’s gaze and winced. Suddenly he looked like a kid caught climbing through his bedroom window after curfew instead of his normal arrogant self.
“Nothing. Let’s go. See you, Shelby.” Nick wrapped his arm around his sister’s waist and tugged.
The sexy blonde woman behind them called out, “Nick, wait. Here’s my number.”
Nick stopped his hasty retreat. “Great, thanks.” He accepted the piece of paper and then sent Shelby a pained look. “Um . . . so I’ll call you?”
Her jaw clenched. If she weren’t in a store packed full of kids who looked up to her, she’d tell Nick to take a hike. “I’ll call you. Please don’t call me .”
CHAPTER THREE
“Asking for help when you’re in trouble is hard to do . . . especially for bad little monkeys.”
Chester’s Disastrous Day at The Zoo
Tired of sitting on the couch tapping away at her keyboard, Shelby yawned and stretched her hands over her head. She needed a break from Chester and his antics. Was it her imagination, or was Chester acting particularly naughty in this book? She might have to clean up his act a bit. Chester was starting to operate like Nick.
Worse, she hadn’t slept well the night before. Visions of Nick and his muscles from the Facebook pictures had bounced around her brain all night. Nick and Greg were the only men her body had reacted to in such a visceral way. Now she was even dreaming about the Neanderthal’s smile.
She’d call Nick later, tell him she wasn’t the right matchmaker for him, then give him a full refund. She wouldn’t want an unhappy customer as successful as Nick out there talking poorly about her, so maybe she’d offer to set him up on one meet for free before they went their separate ways.
The only good thing about her inability to sleep because of Nick, was that it helped her figure out how to fix her story.
A loud knock sounded on her front door.
She laid her computer on the coffee table and crossed to the entry. Standing on her tiptoes, she peered through the peephole.
No freaking way. It was him . And he looked like crap.
She didn’t think that was possible.
He wore the same suit as the day before, now rumpled, his jaw covered with day-old stubble. His hair was a mess, as if he’d been running his hands through it.
She picked up the bat she kept in the entry and yanked the door open. Thankfully a locked glass storm door still separated them. “Go away, or I’m calling the police.”
“Good. You’re home. I have an emergency.” He blinked at her as his smile grew. “You wear glasses? Cute.”
She forgot she had them on. And she was wearing dumpy sweats.
Nice.
Clutching her bat tighter, she said, “How did you get my address?”
“I know your cousin, Jake. We belong to the same climbing club. Small world, huh? Anyway, he gave it to me. And since you told me not to call . . .”
She breathed out a sigh and lowered the bat. If Jake trusted Nick enough to give him her address, then Nick wasn’t a horrible person. Just an annoying one. She unlocked the door so they wouldn’t have to yell through the glass and pushed it open. “So, you’re having a dating emergency?”
“No, it’s my niece, Emily. She’s in the hospital.”
Shelby’s anger instantly dissipated. “What’s wrong?”
“Appendix. They got her into surgery just in time last night. Em’s uncomfortable this morning, but mostly she’s scared of dying, leaving her mom all alone. Her father was