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“No.” She paused. “I don’t think so.”
“A week ago, you would have said something different.”
“Yep.”
“I need to go to the store early today.”
“Whatever you need.”
“Javier said he’d be there around seven, and I need to catch up with him.”
This part wasn’t true. Javier hadn’t said that—he hadn’t told me when he’d get to the job site. Still, it was only a little white lie. Sometimes, those could be useful. I figured some time by myself at the store would give me the opportunity to connect with Hudson. And I wanted to do that independently, without the distraction that came with Anya being anywhere near me. I needed to focus, and that meant being alone.
“Going to be a long day, huh?”
“Probably.”
She traced my jawline with her index finger. “Things are moving fast, but I want you to know how much I’m enjoying this. It’s been... it’s been great.”
“Been great for me too.”
Anya snuggled closer to me. “And I don’t want it to end.”
“Me neither.” I kissed her a third time, and allowed the moment to spread between us, placing my worries aside. Opportunity was a good thing—never a bad one. Maybe Anya was my forever girl, maybe she wasn’t.All I know is, I want to find out.
That doesn’t mean my life can’t take a slight detour, right?
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
ANYA
I couldn’t believe it.
The last two days of sales at The Green Frog had been the best we’d had for more than a decade. Since 2010.Thank you, Jesus.
I pulled my office chair closer to the desk, staring at the Excel spreadsheet as I crunched the numbers again. Then, I toggled between the weekly sales sheet, the monthly one, and the lifetime sales figures.
