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Matt glanced at his watch as he followed her into the hall, and she knew he was eager to head back over to the park.

But when they made their way down the stairs and into the empty living room, he frowned.

“Where did the babysitter go?”

“I sent her home.” She hoped she sounded more confident than she felt, because now that they were really alone, her stomach was in such a mess of knots she didn’t think they’d ever untangle.

“I thought we were going back to the park to see the fireworks.”

“I changed my mind.”

“Don’t I get a vote?”

She shook her head. “No, but you have a choice.”

“What choice is that?” Matt asked her.

She lifted her arms to link them around his neck. “You can go back to the park for the fireworks—” her fingers cupped the back of his head, drew it down toward hers “—or we can make some of our own right here.”

And then she kissed him.