Uncle Rob laughed. “They’re entrepreneurial. Like us.” He slapped my dad on the back. “And this is hardly the worst thing they’ve been up to recently.”

My eyes grew round. Oh no. Uncle Rob, please don’t repeat anything Sophie said the other day!

“What do you mean?” my dad asked. “What have they been up to recently?”

Uncle Rob shrugged. “Nothing you should be allowed to be upset about.”

“What does that mean?”

Uncle Rob shrugged again. “Girl things.”

“What girl things?”

“We better go find a seat.” Uncle Rob turned to us. “Don’t worry, I’ve got your backs.” He winked.

“No, you’re supposed to have my back,” my dad said as they walked away.

“Phew, close one,” Sophie said. “Ah the football team is coming out!”

I looked over to see them running into the stadium. And none of them were paying us any attention. I knew I’d narrowed it down to 13 guys. But I also knew that technically it could still be anyone on the team. And there were so many of them. My stomach churned. But it wasn’t just the number of guys that was overwhelming. “Sophie, we didn’t think this through. They don’t have time to come over here and kiss us.”

“Of course they do. The game hasn’t started yet. August!” she yelled.

“No, don’t call August over,” I hissed.

“But he’s on your list. And I think going alphabetically makes the most sense. August!” she screamed louder.

August turned his head. He smiled at Sophie and then jogged over. “What are the two of you doing?”

My heart started racing. Could August actually be my kiss thief? He was definitely tall enough. And that was basically all I was going off of. His head was shaved and he had a dimple in one of his cheeks when he smiled. And after lightly stalking the baker’s dozen list the past week, I also knew he was single.

Sophie tapped the sign that showed what we were raising money for. “Helping out the football team of course. So what do you say? Want to kiss Scarlett?”

He smiled at Sophie. “Are you not part of it?”

Sophie put her hand on her hip. “I guess that will work.” She turned to me. “We can compare notes.”

That sounded reasonable. And it felt like my heart was about to explode, so that was probably a good plan.

“What?” August asked.

“Nothing. That’ll be 5 bucks.” She put out her hand.

“I don’t have my wallet on me.”

“Shoot,” she said. She turned to me and added: “We should have made the kisses free.”

Uncle Matt blew his whistle. “August! Get in the huddle!”

“Sorry, gotta go,” he said.

“Wait,” I said. “Just plop one on me real quick for free.” I couldn’t even believe what I’d just said out loud.

He raised his eyebrow. “Seriously?”

I nodded.