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She dropped the last few donuts into the box and shoved them at me. “Take ’em. Elijah.” She turned to the teen. “Give him the lavender-infused vanilla. Those are her favorite.”
As he dropped a couple of those into a bag, I pulled out my wallet.
The woman shoved the bag into my face and waved me off.
“But I have to pay.”
“Later.” She pointed to the door. “Just go. Huge red sign. Can’t miss the farm.”
Chapter 31
Jess
Iwas standing on the porch when the car came up the drive. Jenn had texted, giving me a heads-up, while the girls and I were feeding the chickens. I left them to finish up while I jogged back to the house.
My heart fluttered as I caught a glimpse of his car coming up the drive. I’d missed him. More than I’d expected. More than I thought I could miss someone.
Especially a man I wasn’t even dating.
But over the last several weeks, Brian had become a fixture in my life, and although my days here were busy, I’d thought about him constantly.
When he stepped out of his car, his suit wrinkled and a look of exhaustion on his face, my heart ached. Even like this, he was handsome.
His expression morphed into something more bashful as he caught sight of me.
“Get over here,” I said, opening my arms.
He obeyed without hesitation, and when he got close, I threw my arms around his neck.
“I missed you,” he said into my hair.
His warmth enveloped me, bringing with it a peace I didn’t realize I needed. “Did you drive all night?”
He backed away and nodded, running his hand through his hair, which was sticking up on one side of his head. “How did you know I was coming?”
“You caused a stir in town. Not many racing green Audis up here.”
“It’s not even six.”
“Farm town.” I smirked. “Also, my sister texted me. She owns the coffee shop.”
“Ah. I knew she looked familiar.”
I looked down at my phone screen and read the message she sent. “She said ‘a lovesick dude in a five-thousand-dollar suit just came in asking for Munchkins. I assume he belongs to you?’”
He smiled. “Do I? Belong to you?”
The sincerity, the uncertainty, in his voice made my stomach drop.
“Let’s get you inside.” I grasped his arm. “You look exhausted. You didn’t have to drive all night, you know. You could have called.”
“I wanted to see your pretty face.” He caressed my cheek with the back of his fingers. “And I wanted to touch you.”
My knees wobbled. This was so strange and awkward but maybe the most romantic moment of my life.
Blushing, I looked away, only to spot Josh and Jasper with their arms resting on a nearby fence, spying on us.
“We have an audience,” I declared, nodding toward them.
