Thank you for being my best friend. (Heart emoji) u.
When there was no message forthcoming, I assumed Sela was still asleep. I shut down my phone and held it back out to Daniel.
He glanced at it. “Keep it. I need to get some work done today. And sleep tonight. I doubt I’d be able to do any of it if the phone was in my room, buzzing every twenty minutes.”
I knew this was an olive branch. The fragile truce we’d achieved after our argument last night was holding.
I wasn’t going to thank him because it was my cell phone, and I had every right to it. But I did appreciate the gesture for what it was.
I nodded at him and tucked it into my purse.
When we arrived in town, he parked in front of the bakery again. I glanced at him in confusion.
“I stop here for tea every morning. And to grab a coffee and treat for Poppy.”
At my look, he shrugged. “Do you want a mocha or not?”
“A mocha sounds good.”
“Stay here. I’ll be right back.”
He climbed out of the car and headed into bakery. Someone called his name and he turned toward them, lifting a hand to wave, but didn’t stop his beeline to the door.
My phone buzzed in my purse.
Back at ya.
I was still smiling when Daniel returned to the SUV with a cup carrier holding three cups and a box.
He climbed into the driver’s seat and held the box and carrier out to me. I rolled my eyes but took them. It was the right thing to do since one of the cups was for me, too.
“Why are you smiling?” he asked as he backed out of the parking space.
“Thinking of my favorite person.”
The steering wheel creaked beneath his grip. “Who’s that?”
“My friend, Sela.”
The wheel made another sound as he relaxed his hold and pulled into his spot in front of his office.
“What’s she like?” he asked. “I’m assuming she’s mouthy like you.”
I shot him a scathing look. “You’re the only person I’m mouthy with.”
“I’m sure Garrett would argue with that.”
Okay, so he had a point there.
“You bring out the worst in me,” I muttered.
After he got out of the driver’s seat and came around to take the cup holder I was juggling, I said, “Sela would have gotten away from you in the woods because she was a track star in high school.”
He chuckled. “I doubt she’s faster than a vampire.”
I shrugged because he was right, but she would have given more of a run for his money.
“And she would have already gotten her revenge. And maybe burned your house down.”
