Free Bidding On The Billionaire (The Sherbrookes of Newport Book 8) by Christina Tetreault Page B

care of his own. His cousin Sara’s wedding was mere days away and family members from around the country had started arriving. Some he hadn’t seen in close to a year. Instead of hanging around his place, he should see if any of them wanted to spend some time together. Who knew when some of them would get back this way again?
    Yep, he’d see who was around. It was better than sitting around and thinking about Brooklyn with Trevor.

Chapter 4
     
    Friday afternoon, Brooklyn sipped her iced tea and watched the door. Any minute Trevor should walk in. She’d arrived at the café fifteen minutes early in the hopes of grabbing a back corner table. She’d succeeded, so at least they’d have a little privacy while they talked. Of course she’d also picked Café Au Latte because it was not only close to her office but always packed at lunchtime, which meant there would be little chance of anyone overhearing them.
    She’d hoped to see him before now and unload her conscience, which had been nudging her for days. However, today had been the only afternoon that worked in both their schedules for lunch. Despite not seeing him all week, they had chatted on the phone a few times. The first conversation had been on Monday when she called to thank him for the flowers. It had been during that conversation they’d arranged this afternoon’s lunch date. He’d called her again on Wednesday night. They hadn’t spoken long. They’d discussed their weeks so far, and then Trevor informed her Katelyn really wanted him to take her and a friend to some amusement park up in New Hampshire, so he wouldn’t be around this weekend. She hadn’t been upset by his announcement.
    Across the café, she spotted Trevor entering and waved. When he saw her, he smiled and headed for the table.
    “Good thing you got here before me. There’s not an empty seat in here. Even the tables outside are full.” He placed a brief kiss on her cheek before sitting down across from her.
    Despite the unease swimming in her stomach, she smiled. “I had a feeling it’d be busy here. It usually is at lunchtime, but the crowd is worth it. The sandwiches and pastries here are fabulous.”
    “Have you been waiting long?” He picked up the menu the waitress had left when Brooklyn first sat down and opened it.
    “Not really.” She’d looked over the menu while she waited and picked out her own lunch. Not ready to jump right in to the true reason for meeting him today, she cleared her throat and then said, “So Katelyn and her friend must be excited about your trip this weekend. When do the three of you leave?”
    Trevor folded his menu and placed it back on the table, his full attention settling on her. “She’s talked about nothing else all week. She loves it up there, and I try to get her there at least twice a summer. We leave right after the girls get home from school. Today’s their last day, so it’s a nice way for them to kick off their summer break.”
    Before either of them could say more, the waitress who’d delivered her iced tea earlier returned and took their lunch orders. “I’ll go put these right in. If you need anything else, my name’s Sandy.” She collected the menus and walked away.
    “We did something similar last year too, although we visited an amusement park in Pennsylvania instead. We went up to New Hampshire later on in the summer,” Trevor said, picking up their conversation where he’d left off. “Katelyn and Heather have been friends for a long time and have identical interests. They’re both only children, and they’ve developed a sisterlike relationship.”
    Even though she didn’t always get along with her sisters growing up, she couldn’t imagine being an only child. “My cousin and I are close like that. When I was younger, we’d pretend we were sisters.” Actually she often wished Cheyenne was her sister instead of Paris and Milan. “It’s important to have close friends.”
    “I agree. And it’ll be a fun