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He was close, but not too close.
She wanted his arms on her, but she held that yearning back.
Now was not the time to ...force this.
“Good morning,” he said.
“And to you as well.”
“It feels like it’s going to be nice and warm today.”
The queue was getting smaller.
“You want to talk about the weather?”she asked.
“Do you want me to talk about your snoring?”
She gasped and turned to look at him.“I snore?”She tried to keep her voice down.
He started to laugh and shook his head.“No, you don’t snore.However, I have a feeling if you did, it would be cute.”
It was her turn to order, and she opted for the mocha latte, with the sticky bun.
Doc ordered the same, and even though they paid their own separately, they found a small table and sat down.
She took a sip of her mocha latte, and she closed her eyes, basking in the taste.It did taste so good.
“This is delicious.”Tearing off a piece of sticky bun with caramelized pecans, she took a bite, and that was exactly what she needed.“So, what brings you to the coffee shop?”
“I told Razor to send you here.”
She looked at him a little wide eyed.“Razor saw you?”
“Yes, but don’t worry about it.He’s not going to give you a hard time.”
“What if he tells Eden?”
“Does it matter?”
“She’s pregnant and I don’t want her to worry,” she said.Maeve didn’t have a problem with her and Doc’s relationship.What she didn’t want was for her sister to worry about her.Pregnancy was a stressful time.
Doc reached out and stroked a finger against her hand.“Stop worrying.Razor’s not going to say anything.That is for you two to talk about.”
She also didn’t want her sister to meddle.Her previous partners hadn’t exactly been great, not that Eden knew about them.Maeve was glad she never introduced them.
Maeve didn’t even know why she was so worried.It wasn’t like her sister expected her to live her life without experiencing sex.She remembered the social workers warning her about parties and a rotating door of boyfriends.There was a lot of fear-mongering involved.Maeve’s only relationship at the time had been to makeup, yet that hadn’t stopped them from making her worry.
They had told her every single decision she made had to involve her thinking about Eden.They hadn’t realized she’d already been doing that.Their parents left her in charge, seeing as she was the oldest of the two.Even now, she always thought of Eden before herself.
Pushing those thoughts to the back of her mind, she offered him a smile.“You’re right and I’m not going to worry.How was your morning?”she asked.
“I was dealing with Charlotte.”
“Oh, no, is everything okay?I don’t mean to pry and you can tell me to shut up.”
He took hold of her hand.“Stop worrying, and I want to talk to you about it.Charlotte and her mother are struggling with what decision to make for college.”
“I thought the beauty courses were working?”Maeve asked.
