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on his crust and tilts his head at me. “Did you get my flowers?”
    I nod slowly. “Why did you send them?”
    He opens his mouth to answer, and then chuckles and shakes his head. “I’m not sure. It just felt like the right thing to do.”
    “Because you kissed me?”
    His smile fades as he watches me over the railing, and I know that the replay of yesterday is running through his head just like it is mine. “No.”
    “Did you kiss me because Van told you not to?”
    He narrows his eyes in temper, his jaw ticking, and then simply says, “No.”
    “Why?”
    “The kiss or the flowers?”
    “The flowers.” I can figure out the kiss on my own. It’s called chemistry, and we’ve got it in spades.
    He frowns and looks into his wine glass. “I don’t know.”
    “That’s…not helpful.” I chuckle and offer him another slice of pizza, which he declines with a shake of the head.  
    “Honestly?”
    “Well, I don’t want you to lie to me.”
    “I’ve been asking myself why all day. And the only thing I can come up with is, I like you, and I wanted you to have a good day.”
    I sit and stare at him and realize that he’s telling me the honest truth, and that he might be as confused by it as I am.
    Huh.
    “Well, they’re beautiful. Thank you.”
    “You’re welcome.” He grins, as if he’s thinking of an inside joke, and I can’t help but smile back.
    “What are you thinking?”
    “The sunflowers reminded me of you.”
    “Big and yellow?”
    “Happy. You have a great smile.”
    I exhale loudly and watch him carefully. “You confuse me.”
    “We’re on the same page there.”
    “You said this is a bad idea, and you’re right. Bad idea is tattooed all over it with huge neon letters.”
    He nods. “I know. So, for tonight, I’m going to stay over here and you’re going to stay over there, and we’re just going to enjoy the evening and this wine.”
    I watch as he raises a brow and waits for my response.
    “When was the last time you sat out on the balcony to watch the sunset?” I ask.
    “I haven’t been home before the sunset in years,” he replies honestly.
    “Why tonight?”
    He shakes his head again and watches a man jog by with a huge black lab on a leash. “I couldn’t say.”
    I want to ask him if he can’t or won’t , but instead, I just nod and leave it be for tonight. “It’s a good evening for sitting outside,” I say instead.
    “That it is.”

Chapter Five

    It’s been a hell of a week.
    By Friday night, I’m exhausted. Administrative assistants work their asses off. Not that I didn’t already know this; I’ve just never personally worked as one, regardless of what my resume on file in Linda’s office says. I’m ready to take a cool shower and curl up with a good book and a glass of wine.
    I make it through the shower and change into sweat shorts and a tank, just as my doorbell rings.
    I frown, tempted to ignore it, but when the bell rings for the third time, and then a fist pounds on the wood with a loud, “We know you’re in there!” I walk over and swing open the door.
    “Did I forget that we were having dinner?” I ask and watch with a wry grin as Savannah and Declan both push their way inside, stopping to kiss my cheek as they pass, their hands and arms loaded down with bags of food.
    “We decided to surprise you.” Declan sets down his bags and pulls me in for a big hug. “We’re gonna sit around and eat fattening food and drink wine. Well, I have to leave after dinner for tonight’s gig, but I’m still having a little wine.”
    “Just like the old days,” Savannah adds with a grin. My cheek is pressed to Dec’s chest, listening to his heartbeat, as he rubs his hands up and down my back. I didn’t realize how badly I needed a hug until this very minute.
    “You okay?” he asks and plants his lips on my head.
    “Yeah.” I don’t pull away, and instead watch Savannah as she pulls white Styrofoam containers out of plastic bags, laying the food