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“Of course, right away.”

“No rush.”

“I’ll get those meals ready for you. How is Bryce doing?”

How is Bryce doing? She’s sexy as hell.

Luke cleared his throat. “She’s great.”

“That’s good to hear. I’ll have to visit her. I don’t want to wear out my welcome.”

“You could never do that, Connie.”

Connie winked at him and gave his order to Owen through the pass-through window.

Luke turned on the stool and nodded at people who waved at him.

A few minutes later, Connie brought their food in a bag and set it down on the counter. Luke stood up, pulled out his wallet from his back pocket, paid her and insisted she keep the change.

“Why don’t you use the back door?” she suggested.

“That would be great if you don’t mind, Connie.”

“Not at all.”

“Thanks a lot.” He grabbed the bag of food and walked through the kitchen to the delivery door. Connie smiled as he went out the door. Luke smiled as he passed her, and she closed and locked the door behind him.

Once at the top, he knocked on the door. Bryce quicklyopened it, and he hurried inside before she closed the door behind him. He handed her the bag of food.

“That smells amazing,” she exclaimed as she placed it on the bar counter. “Take off your coat, Luke.”

“Yes, ma’am. I was only out for a few minutes, but it was brutal. At least it’s not snowing.”

“I’ll be glad to see spring.”

Luke watched Bryce remove their dinners from the bag set them on the coffee table, then she headed for the bedroom.

“I just want to check on Leah because if I don’t, I know the minute I take a bite, she’ll wake up.”

Luke chuckled. “No doubt there. Hurry back, sweetheart.”

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Bryce quietly opened the bedroom door and was relieved to see that the nightlight provided enough illumination for her to see her daughter. Bryce couldn’t help but smile as she watched Leah sucking on her fist. She pulled the blanket up over her chest and left the room.

“Alright, let’s eat then. The food will get cold,” she said when she entered the living room.

Luke approached her, touching her cheek before kissing her lips. “Yes, ma’am.” He motioned for her to sit down before joining her.

After they finished eating in silence, Bryce threw away their trash and went to plug in the lights she had put up for St. Patrick’s Day. She sighed when Luke wrapped his arms around her from behind.

“It looks nice,” he said, kissing her neck.

“I wonder how it looks from the street,” Bryce mused.

“If you think I’m going out there to look, you can think again.”

Bryce laughed. “Spoilsport.”

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