the top jingled. It opened quickly, and before we knew it we were face to face with Lily Tate.
“Charli and Adam. Adam and Charli,” she said, almost singing her words as she bobbed her head from side to side.
“Hi Lily,” I mumbled. At least I spoke. Adam managed a half-hearted smile and a weak wave.
“I thought we had plans today.” She stared accusingly at Adam. “Charli, can you translate please?”
“Ah, there was a little misunderstanding, Lily, but he’ll make it up to you,” I promised.
“I hope so. We went all the way out to Miss Décarie’s house this morning. She wasn’t expecting us at all! She said Adam had left early.”
“Don’t read too far into it,” I told her, doubting she could read at all. “He went for a walk along the beach and lost track of time.” The lie rolled off my tongue too easily.
Adam remained silent but his frown spoke volumes. It was amazing how much he understood considering he didn’t speak English.
“Where do you fit in this story?” Lily asked, looking me up and down. Her snippy tone got my back up. Instead of trying to placate her, I found myself stooping to a level lower than pond scum.
“I ran into him down there. But I’m done with him now. You can have him back.”
“You stole him?” she asked, widening her eyes in horror. “Jasmine’s going to flip out when she hears that.”
Adam looked at me, not so discreetly this time. I kept my focus on Lily, to escape his fierce glare.
“Like I said, you can have him back now.” I offered him to her as if he was a toy we were sharing.
Lily stared at Adam but spoke as if he was invisible. “Maybe I could tell her he misunderstood, got the time wrong or something.”
“Yeah. That’ll work,” I said.
“It doesn’t matter anyway,” said Lily. The loud slow voice she was using was obviously for the deaf, gorgeous, American, French boy’s benefit. “He’s here now.” She hooked her arm through his.
Her territorial display didn’t bother me one bit. What bothered me was the baleful look Adam gave me. I wanted to tell him that I wasn’t really that wretched – that I was truly sorry for throwing him to the Beautiful wolves. But I didn’t. I continued tormenting him.
“His English has improved too,” I said, driving the final nail in the Adam-and-Charli coffin. “He spent the whole morning telling me how lovely he thinks you are.”
Lily stood in stunned silence, for the first time ever.
Realising her mind freeze could go on for a while Adam took control. “Lily, I apologise for the mix-up.” His smooth accent and low voice did nothing to unfreeze her brain. “I’m here for another week so I’m sure we’ll have plenty of time to catch up.”
It was an offer Lily was never going to refuse. And why would she? As far as she was concerned, Prince Charming was there for the taking.
“Walk me to my car and I’ll give you my number,” she instructed.
Adam was too polite for his own good. He followed her down the steps and I made my getaway, charging through the door of the café. Nicole was sitting behind the counter. Her grin was wide, as if she was expecting big news.
“Adam’s going to come in here in a minute for coffee,” I blurted, slamming both hands on the counter and making her jump. “Make him one and get him out of here.”
“Why?” She leapt off the wicker stool. “What did you do, Charli?” She didn’t sound anywhere near as surprised as she should have.
“Just get him out of here,” I choked, trying to whisper and yell at the same time. “I’ll be out the back.”
Grabbing my sleeve, Nicole dragged me back to her side. “No way! You’re not hiding out the back, you little coward!” she hissed.
“I royally screwed up,” I whimpered.
I didn’t need to explain to my best friend why the day had gone so far awry, which was a good thing because the telltale bell jingled. She was back behind the counter before Adam even walked in. I stood cemented to