“Good morning to you on this chilly day. I’m sure you’re already noticing that it’s cold outside, and this weather is going to continue into tomorrow evening. As you can see here, Seattle has a high of just twenty-four degrees, and that’s much colder than we’re used to in the Pacific Northwest.”

I go on to describe the low pressure and the forecast for the next several days. When I’m finished, both girls give me a standing ovation.

“Okay, first of all, you are badass at that,” Maeve says.

“Yeah, why aren’t you doing that for a living?” Maggie asks. “And, yes, I know because of your parents, but you can do it now.”

“You’re beautiful, and I know you’d look amazing on camera. Seriously, what would be involved in getting you into this as a regular gig?”

“There are exams to take,” I reply, thinking it over. “And then I’d have to make some videos of me doing pretty much just what I did for you guys to use as an audition.”

“Maybe you could get a job at one of the stations in Seattle,” Maggie says.

“I doubt it. Seattle is a big market, and I don’t have enough experience to get on somewhere like that. I’d probably have to start somewhere small, and then work my way up over time.”

“Are you going to have to go on location in a yellow rain slicker and report in a hurricane?” Maeve asks.

“I should be so lucky,” I mutter.

“You have to do this,” Maggie insists. “We can help you film the video. Hell, we know Luke Williams.”

“I don’t think I need anything that extravagant,” I say with a laugh. “But I definitely will need someone to work a camera.”

“Promise you’ll think about it,” Maeve insists. “You looked so happy just now.”

“It felt really good.” I nod, the idea taking shape in my head. “I’m going to think on it.”

Chapter 7

~Izzy~

“I need two pints of Guinness and a glass of whiskey on the rocks,” I say as I approach the bar where Keegan’s standing, talking with a customer. “I’ll be back to get those in a sec. Have to put a food order in.”

I don’t look Keegan in the eyes as I flutter away to the kitchen, pushing through the door, almost running smack-dab into Lexi.

“Whoa. Sorry,” I say with a laugh. “You okay?”

“Oh, no worries. We’re always running about. We’re bound to run into each other. How’s your day going?”

“Good, actually.” Aside from the part where Maggie and Maeve basically told me I have no chance at anything long-term with their brother. “It’s busy in the pub tonight, and that makes it fun.”

“I agree.” She hurries back to the freezer and returns with a huge bag of fries.