He laughed.
God, it felt good to laugh with a woman like this again.
He didn’t think he was falling for Winter. But he sure as hell liked her.
Was she the same as his wife?
Not at all.
But was that bad? Really?
He didn't think so.
13
Saturday
“Wow, Winter, thanks,” Summer said as she shoved a donut in her mouth.
“What brought this on?” Audra asked, her ever-so-skeptical gaze running over me.
“Nothing. Thought it would be nice, is all,” I said as I picked up a long john.
All the stylists in the room froze.
Stared.
“What?”
Okay, so I don’t usually partake in donuts.
And I didn’t want to think about how much Pilates it would take to work this off.
I did tear it in half because I didn’t think I could eat the whole thing.
Shaun had made me eggs and bacon for breakfast.
Autumn leaned over to Summer. “You don’t think she laced them with anything do you?”
“Maybe. Look. She’s kind of smiling,” Audra said.
“Okay, now stop it, you all. I smile.”
But I couldn’t help grinning as I took a bite of the donut. It had been too long since I indulged. The caramel topping was just right, and I hated that I had been denying myself donuts for so long.
I had always said it was because I didn’t want to get too heavy.
I wonder, though, if it was something else entirely.
Audra wiped her hands off on the napkin and grabbed my arm. “You. Me. Now.”
She tugged me out into the hall, and we headed toward my office.
“What is this?” I asked though I was pretty sure she knew what was going on. Or rather, had happened.
We barely got inside, and Audra pulled my door shut, and spun to face me.
“You got laid.”
