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I shake my head. “Do you want me to?” I ask.
“Yeah. I don’t want to shock her into a terrible weekend.”
“Okay. I’ll tell her.”
A short five minutes later, I’m pulling into her driveway. “So, I’ll see you at work?”
She shakes her head. “I had to take off because I’m busy at work and have to go to a thing with my boss.”
“Okay,” I say, making a mental note to call off work too. “Both days?”
She nods. “It’s a busy week, so when the weekend comes, I’ll need a mini vacation.”
“Do you want me to open the door for you?” I ask.
She glances around and says, “Okay.”
I get out of the truck, my heart leaping into my stomach. I open the passenger door for her. When she steps out with thebox of cookies, I smile. I pull her in for a hug and say, “I’ll pick you up this weekend.”
She hugs me back, resting her head on my chest. “What time?”
“Saturday, first thing in the morning. Be ready by 8.”
“I will,” she says, releasing me. “Good night, Matt.”
I glance down to get a good look at her before I leave. “Good night.”
Chapter 25
I place the cookies in the fridge and immediately dive into work. There’s no time for me to think about anything else. I can tell Jen and Riley about Matt later. For now, I need to get these proposals done before I go to sleep.
When I wake up, the first thing I reach for is…you guessed it…the cookies. And that’s why I didn’t want to keep the boxes of cookies to myself. I would have no self-control and would eat them for breakfast. Then I’d be screwed because they give me sugar headaches. Nobody likes a sugar headache, which is why after I swallow down the two chocolate chip cookies, I take ibuprofen. Now that I’ve had a moment since being with Matt, I wish I had taken food pics to remember our night last night. It wasn’t so bad being with him. But okay, I swear to take pics this weekend. It makes me wonder if Matt would take a picture with me.
That sounds like a stupid thought.
Because he would do a lot of other things for me, and he’s proving that every day.
When I’m settling at my desk at the law firm, my phone notifies me of a text. I have to silence my phone, so I pull it out and quickly see the photo that Matt sent me.
Matt: (Image)
Matt: My breakfast because you left one
Amber: I don’t have a picture, but two of those cookies were my breakfast this morning
Matt: Are you saying we have something in common?
Amber: Stop trying to relate to me
Amber: I’m at work stop texting me
Matt: I’m about to be in class
Matt: You stop texting me
I smile at my phone just as Mr. Robinson rounds the corner. Luckily, his head is buried in papers.
“Miss Hughes, we have a few more cases that just opened. I need you to take a look at them and you know what to do.”
