Thanksgiving came and went, and Jubilee heard nothing from Heath. She’d texted and called, but the only response she received was a terse Sorry, something came up. After that, it had only been silence.
Had their phone call spooked him? Jubilee couldn’t understand why, considering he’d seemed totally into what they’d been doing. She’d been tempted to go to his place and demand answers, but the cowardly part of her didn’t want to hear him reject her a second time.
The Sunday following Thanksgiving, Jubilee reluctantly agreed to get lunch with Harrison and Caleb after Harrison had badgered her at Thanksgiving. She loved her older brothers, truly, but they were nosier than a bunch of old church ladies. It didn’t help that Harrison and Heath were good friends, either. She knew the stupid rule
