Page 16 of Stay A Little Longer
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He chuckled, “Thanks.”
“So, what’s the verdict?” She put the food and mugs down on the table and turned to him, hands on her hips and blue eyes serious.
“Verdict?”
“On Fate? What do you think? Are you leaving as soon as we finish coffee and gossip or…” She trailed off, a hopeful look on her face that he couldn’t have denied even if he’d wanted to.
And he didn’t want to.
He had his own reasons for wanting to stick around Fate. Namely the tall, dark and handsome neighbor that he could still smell on his skin. He should tell Lemon it was too early to decide, that he needed that coffee and a shower and a nice, long talk before he could make any big decisions.
Instead he found himself saying, “I think I’m gonna stay a little longer.”
