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Me
You glared at Gloria’s client just because he looked at me for longer than five seconds.
Saxon
Habit.
Me
What kind of habit?
Saxon
Guarding what’s mine.
For a long moment, I just stared at the words. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, but I had no idea how to reply. Exploding ovaries apparently made it impossible for my brain to work.
Before I could decide what to say, another bubble appeared.
Saxon
See you soon, sunshine.
The breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding escaped in a shaky exhale.
I locked my phone, trying to calm the flutter in my chest, but it was useless. My hands were trembling, and I was grinning like a fool.
Lorna noticed and followed me into the storage room. “Should I assume your smile has something to do with a certain wide receiver?”
I groaned. “You are the nosiest person alive.”
“I live for this kind of entertainment. It’s the only drama I get these days, now that Cole’s too busy obsessing over nursery paint colors.”
“I’m not even dating him,” I insisted, though the heat crawling up my neck probably ruined my credibility.
Lorna arched a brow. “Uh-huh. Yet you’re standing there looking like you just won the lottery.”
“I am not.”
“Sure you’re not.” There was a knowing glint in her eyes. “You had a front-row seat to the start of my relationship with Cole, so you should already know that resistance is futile.”
Tilting my head to the side, I quirked a brow. “I don’t remember you fighting it except maybe for that very first night when he gave us a ride home from the club.”
“Exactly, because I knew better.” She pressed a quick kiss to my cheek before heading for the door. “But if I had, you would’ve been the first person pushing me into his arms.”
I sputtered out a laugh. “Yeah, I would have.”
She smirked at me over her shoulder. “So it only seems fair that I do the same for you.”
“Ugh, stop making so much sense while I’m all tangled in knots over Saxon,” I complained.
“Only if you can honestly say that his calling you ‘sunshine’ doesn’t make you feel the way I do when Cole says ‘Lass’ in that brogue of his.”
I couldn’t, and we both knew it.
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