Page 124 of Beach Vibes

“Good.” She managed a smile. “She makes a really excellent sandwich. There’s extra if you want some.”

“I’m good. We had Thai food.” He grinned. “And mochi ice cream.”

“You spoil them!”

“It’s part of my job.” He nodded at the box. “Are you going to open that?”

“I don’t know.”

“Want me to do it?”

The offer surprised her, then she felt herself relax as she handed over the box. “Yes, please.”

He put the box on his lap and reached for the scissors in the caddy on her desk. After cutting the ribbon, he started to tear the paper, then looked at her.

“Are we saving this?”

She smacked his arm. “Of course not. Just open it!”

“You’re violent. I think that scares me a little.”

“Dex, come on.”

He flashed her a smile, then ripped the paper and lifted the top of the box. She gasped when she saw the beautiful leather messenger bag nestled inside.

“It’s gorgeous.” She picked it up and felt the soft smoothness of the rich brown leather. “It’ll be perfect for nursing school.”

“I’m thinking that was her point. Well, damn. Now I have to get you something better than the pencil box I was going to buy.”

“Yes, you do.” She opened the bag and looked inside. There were side pockets and one big zippered one. She stood and slipped the cross-body strap over her head.

“Looks good on you.”

“I love it!”

“I’m glad.”

She flung herself at him. Dex pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her, even after she started to cry.

“I’m so confused,” she admitted.

“You don’t have to decide anything now.”

“I miss her.”

“That’s allowed.”

“You’re not going to tell me I’m wrong?” she asked.

“You’re not. You feel how you feel. I respect that.”

His gaze was direct, his face familiar. Dex had been a part of her life nearly as long as she could remember. He was so good with the kids and steady and a great friend.

Find someone who is always there for you. Someone you already like and trust.

Teddy’s words echoed in her head, surprising her and making her suddenly feel awkward being so close to Dex. She cleared her throat and quickly took a step back. No way, she told herself. He wasn’t talking about Dex. He couldn’t be. They were friends, nothing more.

“You, ah, sure about that extra sandwich?” she asked, avoiding his gaze.

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