She could just be tired tomorrow.
Or she might slam the door in your face.
Grimacing, I acknowledged that possibility, but I kept my truck pointed toward Parker’s Landing.
Nerves ate at my gut the entire way there, until when I finally arrived at Mina’s, I was sure if it were visible, it’d look like a moth-eaten piece of cloth.
I didn’t let it stop me, though. Parking in her driveway, I walked up to her front door, purpose in every step.
Rapping my knuckles on her door, I waited.
Sweat dampened my palms as the seconds passed. I swiped them on my jeans, and a moment later, the front door swung open.
“Hi.”
Her soft, lilting voice sent a wave of yearning through me. I wanted to reach out and fold her into my arms, but I didn’t dare. Not until we cleared the air.
“Hey. Can I come in?”
Without a word, she stepped back so I could move past her.
The door snicked closed behind me, and I turned to face her.
“How’s your dad?” she asked.
“He’s good.” Guilt sucker-punched me. For days, I’d kept my distance, used my dad and work as excuses, and here she was, asking me how he was doing. I should have come by sooner.
The first hint of a smile crossed her lips. “I’m glad.”
“Me too.” Reaching up, I rubbed the back of my neck. “Mina, I?—”
Her phone rang from the living room. I bit back a groan as she held up a finger and turned away to answer it.
Following behind, I was close enough to see the frown cross her face as she picked up her cell. Before I could ask what was wrong, she swiped her finger over the screen and answered.
“Hello?”
I hung back and waited, getting increasingly more concerned as her frown deepened. When she gasped and her gaze met mine, worry in her eyes, my senses went on alert.
“Okay. I’m on my way. Thank you.” Quickly, she hung up.
“What?” I moved a step closer. “What’s wrong?”
“That was the alarm company. The alarm at the coffeeshop is going off. I need to go.”
“Put your shoes on.” I pointed to her bare feet. “I’ll drive.”
CHAPTER 24
Mina
The coffeeshop was a hive of activity when we arrived. Blue and red lights attached to two police cars bounced off the windows of the downtown shops as they blocked off the road out front. Luke parked several feet away, and we got out.
“Mina!”
At the sound of Claire’s voice, I tore my gaze away from my business and saw her jogging toward us, waving a hand.
“What happened?” I asked once she was close enough. “Did someone actually break in?”
