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it.”
“Fair enough.” I hold her to me and bend down to kiss the top of her head. I inhale her unique buttercream and vanilla scent. “You know I love you, right?”
“I do. You know how much I worry about you, right?” she says.
“I do. Do you not know that I’m a badass?”
She pulls away from me with a slight smile on her lips. The small smile is better than the red, teary eyes. “C’mon, badass, before I’m late for work.”
I smile and kiss her one last time. “Badass. I like it when you talk dirty.”
I drive Leah to work and help her open the shop. Hopefully, this will be my routine for the next seven months. Bethany comes in with a huge smile. “Good morning,” she says, beaming.
Leah stops what she is doing and looks over the counter at her. “Good morning, Bethany.”
Bethany places her purse under the counter and is still smiling.
“Why is it such a good morning?” Leah asks.
“No reason.” Bethany wiggles her ring finger, flashing a large diamond ring.
Leah squeals and Jo runs out of the back room, concerned. “What in tarnation is all that racket?” Jo asks, wiping her hands off on her apron.
“Sorry, Miss Jo, I didn’t mean to scare you,” Bethany says. “Kyle finally asked me to marry him last night.”
“It’s about time that man got some sense knocked into him. What was he waiting for? Hell to open an ice-skating rink? Eskimos to buy suntan lotion? A cure for foot-in-mouth disease? Free chicken nuggets at McDonald’s? Healthy heterosexual men to say they don’t like yoga pants?” Jo asks.
I laugh, although Leah and Bethany don’t. I understand the guy had cold feet. It’s not easy proposing to the love of your life. I watch as they fuss over Bethany’s engagement ring. I walk over and give Bethany a hug and congratulate her. The bell rings, alerting us that the shop is open for business. I walk into the back with Jo and help her.
Leah comes in a few minutes later and says, “Robert, you’ll be late if you don’t leave now.”
“Late for what?” I ask.
“For whatever it is you do when I’m not home.”
I raise my eyebrows in amusement. Leah isn’t sure what I do when she’s at work. “Leah, what do you think I do while you work?”
Jo laughs and Leah thinks about it and says, “Eat bonbons, read boxing magazines, and watch Rocky marathons.”
I ignored her comment and decide now is a good time to break the news to her. “I’m working here with you, today.”
“Wait. What?”
“You heard me. I thought I would help out here today. Stock shelves, clean, read, and resist eating some of Jo’s famous cinnamon buns,” I answer calmly.
“No, you can’t stay here all day,” she stammers.
“Why not? I want to spend some time with my wife.”
She looks at Jo and she thinks about this before saying, “Robert, I know what you’re doing. I’m fine, really.”
I walk over and kiss her. “My mind is made up.” I rub her cheek with my thumb. “I’m staying.”
Leah leaves the room in a huff and Jo asks, “How far along is she?”
“Two months,” I answer, not sure how Jo figured it out.
“It’s when she needs to be the most careful.”
“It’s too soon to announce it. She wasn’t feeling well last night,” I admit, not looking at her.
“She’s lucky to have you, Bobby. I need to get going. I want to get some healthier foods in here for her and the little one.” Jo removes her apron and lays it across her desk chair in the corner of the room.
“You’re going to the store.” It’s not a question but a statement.
“First I need to come up with some healthier recipes for muffins and then I’ll go to the store.”
“Here, let me give you some money,” I say, reaching into my back pocket for my wallet.
“No, keep your money. I’ll save the receipt and you can reimburse me later.” Jo pats my arm and says, “Take care of Leah and the little one today, I’ll work on getting her some healthier foods for
“Fair enough.” I hold her to me and bend down to kiss the top of her head. I inhale her unique buttercream and vanilla scent. “You know I love you, right?”
“I do. You know how much I worry about you, right?” she says.
“I do. Do you not know that I’m a badass?”
She pulls away from me with a slight smile on her lips. The small smile is better than the red, teary eyes. “C’mon, badass, before I’m late for work.”
I smile and kiss her one last time. “Badass. I like it when you talk dirty.”
I drive Leah to work and help her open the shop. Hopefully, this will be my routine for the next seven months. Bethany comes in with a huge smile. “Good morning,” she says, beaming.
Leah stops what she is doing and looks over the counter at her. “Good morning, Bethany.”
Bethany places her purse under the counter and is still smiling.
“Why is it such a good morning?” Leah asks.
“No reason.” Bethany wiggles her ring finger, flashing a large diamond ring.
Leah squeals and Jo runs out of the back room, concerned. “What in tarnation is all that racket?” Jo asks, wiping her hands off on her apron.
“Sorry, Miss Jo, I didn’t mean to scare you,” Bethany says. “Kyle finally asked me to marry him last night.”
“It’s about time that man got some sense knocked into him. What was he waiting for? Hell to open an ice-skating rink? Eskimos to buy suntan lotion? A cure for foot-in-mouth disease? Free chicken nuggets at McDonald’s? Healthy heterosexual men to say they don’t like yoga pants?” Jo asks.
I laugh, although Leah and Bethany don’t. I understand the guy had cold feet. It’s not easy proposing to the love of your life. I watch as they fuss over Bethany’s engagement ring. I walk over and give Bethany a hug and congratulate her. The bell rings, alerting us that the shop is open for business. I walk into the back with Jo and help her.
Leah comes in a few minutes later and says, “Robert, you’ll be late if you don’t leave now.”
“Late for what?” I ask.
“For whatever it is you do when I’m not home.”
I raise my eyebrows in amusement. Leah isn’t sure what I do when she’s at work. “Leah, what do you think I do while you work?”
Jo laughs and Leah thinks about it and says, “Eat bonbons, read boxing magazines, and watch Rocky marathons.”
I ignored her comment and decide now is a good time to break the news to her. “I’m working here with you, today.”
“Wait. What?”
“You heard me. I thought I would help out here today. Stock shelves, clean, read, and resist eating some of Jo’s famous cinnamon buns,” I answer calmly.
“No, you can’t stay here all day,” she stammers.
“Why not? I want to spend some time with my wife.”
She looks at Jo and she thinks about this before saying, “Robert, I know what you’re doing. I’m fine, really.”
I walk over and kiss her. “My mind is made up.” I rub her cheek with my thumb. “I’m staying.”
Leah leaves the room in a huff and Jo asks, “How far along is she?”
“Two months,” I answer, not sure how Jo figured it out.
“It’s when she needs to be the most careful.”
“It’s too soon to announce it. She wasn’t feeling well last night,” I admit, not looking at her.
“She’s lucky to have you, Bobby. I need to get going. I want to get some healthier foods in here for her and the little one.” Jo removes her apron and lays it across her desk chair in the corner of the room.
“You’re going to the store.” It’s not a question but a statement.
“First I need to come up with some healthier recipes for muffins and then I’ll go to the store.”
“Here, let me give you some money,” I say, reaching into my back pocket for my wallet.
“No, keep your money. I’ll save the receipt and you can reimburse me later.” Jo pats my arm and says, “Take care of Leah and the little one today, I’ll work on getting her some healthier foods for
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