“When he knocked on her apartment door Monday afternoon, she knew her instincts hadn’t failed her.She looked out the peephole in the door. Patrick stood outside, looking way too sexy for her peace of mind. Wearing a faded T-shirt and cargo shorts, ones that emphasized his intriguing build, he held a couple of large Starbucks cups. As a ripple of nerves made her stomach clench, she unlatched her door and opened it. “Patrick. I wasn’t expecting you.”“I know. I was in the neighborhood.” He thrust o...ne of the cups at her, frowning. “At the wedding, I noticed you took your coffee black with sugar so I got the same thing.”He’d noticed? “It’s perfect. Thank you.”“Awesome.” He smiled and took a drink from his own cup.“So, what can I do for you?”“Well, I wanted to catch up with you after the wedding and find out your thoughts about how it went. Do you have a few minutes?”“Actually, I’m on my way to my grandfather’s home.”“Right. You said you work at the senior’s residence as well.”She grabbed her bag from the hall table, stepped outside her unit and locked the door.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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