“Who was that?” Jocelyn adjusted the bag in her arms.

Caden shrugged. “Just a girl I went to high school with.” Then he couldn’t resist. “Why? Are you jealous?”

She scoffed and nearly dropped the bags she was carrying. “No! Why would you ask that?”

But she replied a bit too quickly and with too much vigor.

“I mean, you came back for Mallory, right?” Jocelyn asked and then hurried ahead.

“Jocelyn, wait!” Caden looked both ways and then caught her arm just in time, just as a car passed by.

“Hey! Watch it!” the driver yelled as he drove on.

“What?” she wheeled on him, tears in her eyes....