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I laugh at the surprise in his voice. “Yeah, it was totally last-minute. Candi’s out there for a photo shoot and decided to stay a few days. She invited me to come join her. My mom had some airline miles and I can stay with Candi, so I’m going. I’m so excited.”

“That’s amazing.” He shares my excitement. “When do you go?”

“I’m helping my mom with a charity event Friday morning and I leave later that day. We’ll come back on Monday.”

“That’s a short trip.”

“It is, but that’s okay, it’ll be fun. Oh, did you want me to show you something this weekend?” I hope I didn’t throw a wrench into things for him.

“No, no. It’s okay. Go have a good time. When do you want to go to San Diego next week?”

“I was thinking Tuesday. Does that work for you?”

“Okay, yeah, that works. What are you doing next weekend?”

“Next weekend?”

“Yeah.”

I’m getting the feeling he wants me to show him around some more, but he’s not coming out and saying it. Surely four days, and one accidental night, together is as much as he can handle of me. “Um, writing probably. Why?” If he won’t get to it, I will. “Did you want me to show you something more than what we’ve planned?”

“No, no, it’s fine. We’re on for tomorrow at eleven, right?”

“Yes. I have a beach towel for you. And you’ll probably want to bring a change of clothes for the winery and dinner.”

“Okay, great. Got it. I’ll see you tomorrow then.”

Hmm, what was that about?