With coffee from home that Grey didn’t brew for me, but did set up to minimize brain power this morning.
My favorite tumbler. My coffee grinder. My beans. My pour-over filter. My teapot full of water.
All right there on my counter along with a note.
Thank you for one of the best nights of my life.-G
What does that even mean?
And what does it mean that I haven’t seen Grey all day?
And thatMimiis apparently my new boss?
And that I want to cry with the absolute sweetness that is Zen telling everyone that Grey bought the café to give Mimi a chance to live out the dreams she had as a young woman?
I think I love him.
I think I’m a goner.
And I’msomuch more okay with this than I ever thought I could’ve been.
He’s seen me at my worst. And he’s still here.
Or he was.
Last night.
This could work, the very, very most skeptical part of my gossip-loving brain whispers.He is your one.
“Go home,” Zen says to me an hour after my shift ends.
“I’m making up my time.”
“Sabrina.Go home.”
“I got her, Zen,” Decker says. He’s been hanging out under all of the leftover decorations from last night’s speed dating event too.
“Where’s Grey?” I ask Zen.
They roll their eyes. “He got a look this morning that could mean anything fromwe’re hightailing it out of this joint and moving back to San Diego where it’s warmtoI figured out that butterflies are the secret ingredient to clean energy and have to go lose track of time and space in the name of research.”
My lips part, and it takes a hot second for my brain to catch up. “Who’s feeding him?”
“Um, the entire community if he’s at the townhouse. If he’s not, I have a tracker on his phone. I’ll find him before he starves to death.”
“C’mon, Sabrina.” Decker hooks a finger into the back of my shirt. “Nappy-poo time for you. I’m sure you’ll see your sweetie-weetie soon enough.”
“Can you be a little more immature?”
He grins.
The triplets are a couple years younger than me, and they don’t normally act like it, but they have their days.
I let Decker push me into my car and follow me to my house to make sure I get there safely. As soon as he leaves the parking lot, I dash outside and knock on Grey’s door.
No answer.
I knock again.
