“That’s wonderful. Your place or his?”

“Actually, both of our leases are up, so we’re going apartment hunting today.”

“You two should look at my building.”

“I already thought about that, but no two bedrooms are available right now.” She pouted.

“You’ll find something. I’m so happy for you.” I hugged her.

“How are things with Jackson?” she asked.

“Things are good.” I smiled.

“And you’re happy?”

“I am. After doing some thinking and self-reflecting, I realized that my life is almost perfect. I have this amazing business that is doing so well, I have great friends and Jackson. What more could a girl ask for? Why try to fix what isn’t broken? Right?”

“Right.” She narrowed her eye at me. “Listen, I just dropped by to tell you the news. I have to go. I’m supposed to meet Dylan in fifteen minutes. I’ll call you later.”

“Have fun apartment hunting.”

“Thanks.” She turned and smiled as she walked out of the shop.

The truth was that I wasn’t about to risk my relationship with Jackson because I wanted more from him. Everything in my life was going so well, and there was no need to compromise it. Since I stopped dropping subtle hints, Jackson returned to his old self. The past two weeks had been wonderful, and I wanted to keep it that way.

Just as I was getting ready to leave the shop to go home and change for dinner, Jackson’s mother walked in.

“Hello, Emily.”

“Hi, Gwen.” I smiled. “Welcome to my shop.”

“It’s very cute. I will admit I have never been in here.”

“That’s fine. This store isn’t for everyone. What brings you by?”

“I was hoping to have a little chat with you.”

“Sure. Would you like a cup of coffee?” I asked as I led her over to the espresso bar.

“That would be nice. Thank you.”

“Jen, two coffees, please.”

“Coming right up, Emily.”

“Please, have a seat.” I waved my hand to the small round table. “What did you want to chat about?”

“My son.”

“Oh,” I spoke with surprise.

“I would like you to do me a favor, and please try to talk some sense into him.”

“About?”

“His father and me. His sister can’t seem to do it, and since the two of you are close and have this weird relationship, I figured I’d come to you.”

“I don’t know, Gwen. It’s none of my business.”