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I’m falling for Penny Levine.

And I have absolutely no idea what to do about it.

Chapter 20

Penny

The holidays are over now, but parts of Vail still replay in my head at random moments.

I had an incredible time with my family in the gorgeous mountains, but every time something funny or interesting happened, I caught myself wanting to share it with Miles.

More than once, I pulled out my phone to text him or send him a meme before stopping myself atthe last second.

I couldn’t start blurring the lines between us.

Miles and I weren’t a couple. We were just two people having fun while temporarily playing house during the winter.

At least that’s what I believed.

Still, I couldn’t deny the strange warmth that spread through my chest when I reached for the last present with my name under the tree.

“Oh yes, that one arrived right before your father and I left the house,” Mami said, suddenly far too interested in my reaction. “Open it.”

Around us, everyone else had mostly moved on from presents and started helping set the table for dinner, but Mami stayed planted right beside me like she knew something I didn’t.

I slowly peeled back the wrapping paper, my pulse picking up with every tear.

The second I spotted the Louboutin box, I frowned.

Miles was constantly giving me shit about how much money I spend on shoes. There was no way he bought me a pair himself.

For one horrifying second, I wondered if they were from Easton, and the thought sent a cold chill racing down my spine.

Then I opened the box and found a tiny handwritten note resting on top. Relief flooded through me so fast my shoulders nearly sagged.

Boss,

This is your reminder to wear appropriate shoes to work. You don’t have to compromise your style. You can be safe and sexy at the same time.

Merry Christmas,

M

A laugh escaped me before I could stop it.

Heat crept into my cheeks as I ran my thumb over the handmade paper. I read the note too many times.

How was Miles still single?

Seriously.

“Penny Bean?” Mami called out. “Care to share with the class?”

“It’s from a friend,” I said casually while sliding the note back into the box.

Mami’s expression practically screamed liar.

I quickly grabbed my phone and texted Miles a thank-you before she could start interrogating me properly.