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“Like dark chocolate, which also happens to be my favorite kind.” Celine smiled.

“When are you going out?” Sydney asked.

“Saturday. I have to wait a whole week.”

“The anticipation will make it even sweeter. I’m happy you’re going on a date with him; after everything with Blaine, you deserve a good man in your life.” Kinley sighed.

“You got that right.”

As Celine glanced around the bar, she couldn’t help but smile as she watched Owen and Connie dancing. She was positive there was no kinder people in the world than those two. She remembered how Connie had let Bryce Spencer stay in the apartment above the diner after she had her baby because she had nowhere to go. Now Bryce was engaged to Luke McCallister and very happy.

She looked around for Killian but didn’t see him anywhere. With a heavy sigh, she realized he must have left, but hoped she would hear from him soon.

Monday morning, Celine unlocked the door of the coffee shop, entered, then locked the door behind her. She was so tired. Every time she closed her eyes, all she could see was Killian. Tossing and turning to get comfortable was a waste of time because he kept appearing in hermind.

“You had better be worth my lack of sleep, Agent Doyle.”

After donning her apron, she made sure everything was ready before unlocking the door to the public. There was usually a good crowd in the mornings.

As she started the coffee machines, the chime sounded when someone entered and she glanced over her shoulder to see Killian and another man enter. She turned to face them.

“Good morning,” she said.

Both men touched the brims of their hats and grinned. After tearing her eyes away from Killian, she looked at the man with him and had to clench her jaw to keep it from dropping open. She didn’t know who he was but, he was very handsome.

“Celine, this is Agent Caysen Anderson. Caysen, this is Celine Nelson, the owner of the shop.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Agent Anderson.”

“It’s nice to meet you too, but please, call me Caysen.” He grinned and she about swooned.

Killian cleared his throat and she faced him. “Coffee?”

“Yes, please. We ran into each other on our way to the office,” Killian said.

“Was the diner packed again?” she asked with a grin.

Killian stared at her. “Do you think the only reason I would come in here is for coffee, Celine?”

Their eyes met and held until Caysen clearedhisthroat.

“Uh, what can I get you?”

“A cup of good old fashioned black coffee,” Killian said.

Celine nodded, then looked at Caysen. “And for you, Caysen?”

“I’ll take the same. Thank you,” he said with a grin.

She nodded, poured the coffee into cups, then set them on top of the glass case containing pastries, then rang them up. As she did that, the chime sounded again and she saw Sydney enter.

“Good morning, Sydney.”

“Good morning. I need coffee and I need it now,” Sydney said with a laugh.

Celine noticed both men looking at Sydney.

“Sydney, this is Agent Killian Doyle, and Agent Caysen Anderson. Guys, this is Sydney Wright, one of my closest friends.”

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