The Lucky Charm (The Portland Pioneers) by Beth Bolden

Author:Beth Bolden [Bolden, Beth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781499357011
Published: 2014-05-03T00:00:00+00:00

“Best part about coming to San Francisco,” Jed confided to Izzy over the menu he held in his hands. “I look forward to this every year.”

“I can attest to that,” Bart chimed in.

“Like you’re complaining,” Jed chuckled. “The steak here is second to none.”

Izzy glanced at her own menu and tried to rationalize how any hunk of meat could be worth so much money. Clearly, she wasn’t a meat connoisseur on the level of Jed and Bart.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if we saw someone from the team here tonight,” Bart added. “We’ve introduced nearly everyone to the Met over the years.”

“Well, I’m very glad I’m the latest inductee to the mania,” Izzy said with a smile. They were a lot more charming when they weren’t in the booth, spitting stats and anecdotes back and forth and generally scaring her to death with everything she didn’t know.

“Coming from someone who’s extensively sampled the menu, let me suggest the wagyu ribeye. Marbling to make you weep.”

She was debating the pork chop versus the ribeye when she heard the voice, and instinctively her head raised, eyes searching the patrons for the man she couldn’t get out of her head. Then Bart said, “Oh look, there’s Jack Bennett.”

She saw them at the same instant. Jack had actually put on a long-sleeved button-down and Noah was with him. Then her gaze drifted to the rest of the table, and her heart froze in her chest.

“Ah, they’re on a date,” Jed said with a knowing chuckle. “Those young bucks, they never quit.”

The girls at the table were both blonde, and both gorgeous, and as Jack laughed long and hard, throwing his head back in amusement, Izzy’s stomach roiled with nausea.

She should look away, because she was definitely staring and sooner, rather than later, Jed or Bart was definitely going to notice that she couldn’t tear her eyes away from Jack and the beautiful blonde currently laughing with him like he was Saturday Night Live material.

It could have been you. It should have been you.

The voice in her head was harsh and cruel, but she knew it was right. He’d given her every opportunity to voice her feelings, to tell him that she liked him as much as he liked her, but she’d stayed stupidly silent, pulling away instead of drawing closer.

This was all her fault.

Of course, that didn’t make her feel any better. Instead, as she pretended to study her menu, she felt wretched and a whole host of other things that she could barely identify. Disappointed. Sick. Teary. And so blindingly angry she could barely continue to sit and listen to him laughing only a few tables away.

Tonight was supposed to be an escape, but instead she’d been flung into hell, and of course, he’d see every bit of misery etched on her face—but only if he could look away from the stupid blonde bimbo he was currently leering over. Izzy’s fingers tightened around her water glass, and she unsatisfactorily imagined hurling it in his direction.

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