Some Sort of Love (Happy Crazy Love #3)
“I’d fucking missed her. We hadn’t talked much through the week, once Sunday and once Wednesday, and I was always amazed at how quickly the time passed when we were on the phone. Half an hour felt like three minutes. Other than that there were just a few quick texts, once yesterday to ask if she ate red meat (she did), and then earlier today to make sure she had a couple ingredients I would need.
But I’d thought about her constantly, trying to reconcile my feelings for her with my responsibilities as a father. It would be so much easier if I just wanted the sex—but I didn’t. I wanted more. Did she?
When she answered the door, I realized I’d been holding my breath. Or maybe the sight of her took it away.
“Hi,” she said, giving me a quick kiss before reaching for one of the bags. “Let me help.” She was still dressed in her work clothes, a narrow black skirt, cream-colored blouse, and black heels.
“I’ve got it.”
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