style="font-size:15px;"> “You sure?”
He decided to avoid her question and change the subject instead. “So, do you really have some fancy dress from Milan?”
Elle smiled. “I don’t know about fancy. I was going more for sophisticated. But yes, I have a dress from Milan.”
“Did you go there often?”
She bit her lip, considering. “I went every so often. What I really loved was taking weekend trips to Southern Italy. Naples has the best food.”
Cam found himself genuinely interested. How could he not be when she became so animated talking about a country that she clearly loved. Her eyes were practically sparkling.
“I thought all of the food in Italy was amazing,” he offered.
She licked her lips, an enticing gesture that drew his gaze right to her.
“Oh, it is. Trust me. There’s no salt in the food in Tuscany, which takes some getting used to. But once you do...” She kissed her fingers. “Molto bene. Delizioso.”
There was something really appealing about this woman. It went beyond her looks, which were obviously stunning. But something else drew him to her.
“Of course, the wine is insane. Chianti was a personal favorite. And don’t even get me started on the gelato.” She winked at him. “I’m really going to miss that.”
“I’ve seen gelato here,” Cam said.
Her face fell. “It won’t be the same.”
“Hey,” he said, reaching out and touching her arm. “You sure you’re okay being back here?”
She glanced around the square, a million thoughts crossing her face. She let out a long sigh.
“Elle?” he prompted.
“I will be fine. I know it. I’ve missed it here.”
“But you’re going to miss Italy, too.” He said it rather than asked it because it was so clear she was struggling with this move.
Cam rolled back on his heels as he studied her. She had really beautiful eyes. They were so expressive, yet inquisitive. He bet she didn’t miss much. Including her father’s recent health scare. Cam had to hand it to her. She could have come back for a short visit. Instead, she’d dropped her life, all the things she adored, to return to Bayside.
She gave up her life for her dad. It caused a pit to form in his stomach. She’d run toward her family while he’d run from his and everything they offered.
“Hey, you okay?” she asked. Cam had been right. She was perceptive.
Without overthinking it, he said, “You’re pretty amazing, Elle.”
Those fabulous eyes widened. “Thank you...Jasper.”
Momentarily confused, Cam realized that Elle was looking over his shoulder. Turning, he saw his brother strolling from his car toward The Brewside.
Jasper turned in their direction and gave a small wave to Cam, before he took in Elle.
Could he be more obvious about giving her a long once-over?
Once he’d assessed Elle, he quickly switched courses and headed their way.
“Good morning,” he called.
“Hey, Jasp, what are you doing in town? Shouldn’t you be at the office already?”
Cam really didn’t care about the answer to that question. He was too busy watching Elle for her reaction. She was smiling as she noted his brother approaching.
“I have an off-site meeting first. Cam, why don’t you introduce me to your lovely friend.” Jasper didn’t so much as look toward him as he said this. Instead, he sidled up to Elle and offered her a hand.
Cam shoved his own hands in his pockets. “You already know her.”
But Jasper was shaking her hand, anyway. “I’m only kidding. How could I ever forget someone as beautiful as Ellie Owens?”
Elle pulled her hand out of Jasper’s grasp. “Wow, so early for such a cheesy line.”
Score one for her.
Undeterred and offering Elle what Cam liked to call “Jasper’s megawatt smile,” his brother leaned closer and put a hand over his heart as if it was breaking. “Ouch. But you are beautiful.”
Elle leaned in as well and winked at him. “But I didn’t used to be. In fact, the last time you saw me I probably looked quite different. That can only mean that someone told you I’d returned.”
A crease formed on Jasper’s brow. “Maybe I just remember you.”
“Hmm, perhaps,” Elle said with a coy smile. “Although I think you’ve taken me in longer this morning than you did in all our years of high school.”
It wasn’t often a female addled Jasper’s brain, and Cam was enjoying it.
“I was an idiot in high school,” his brother said, stepping forward again. Taking her hand once more, he added, “Forgive me?” with another Jasper smile.
Elle tilted her head before removing her hand yet again. “It’s fine.”
Shifting uncomfortably, Cam eventually elbowed his brother in the ribs.
“Ow.” Shaking him off, Jasper returned his attention to Elle. “How long are you back in town?”
“I’m not sure, actually.” She chewed on her lip. “I just got back from Florence yesterday.”
“Did you come back with your boyfriend? Husband?”
Cam snorted, unable to hold it in. Elle shot him a look.
“Actually I just broke up with the man I was seeing. I’m single now.”
“I’m sorry to hear that.” Jasper snapped his fingers. “We should grab dinner some night. Catch up.”
Elle studied him, appearing amused at their meeting. Besides that, Cam couldn’t tell what else she was thinking. Did seeing his brother remind her of her adolescent crush? Personally, he thought Jasper was laying it on a bit thick, but he’d seen plenty of women succumb when his brother wasn’t being half as charming.
“Maybe. We’ll see.”
Score two points for Elle. A team, Cam decided, he was firmly rooting for.
Jasper seemed confused at her reluctance. “Here,” he said, pulling a business card out of his jacket pocket. “Give me a call if you change your mind.” His megawatt smile appeared once more. “In the meantime, you should come to a party tomorrow.”
“The Printemps do at your parents’ house?” she asked innocently.
