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Dylan drops her head into a nod as Joey finishes up with a customer "That’s fine Man the front with Joey I need to be offto stay in the back I can work fro okay?" I watch her close her eyes through several slow, deep breaths

My gaze shifts to the shop phone hanging on the wall

Even though I’ve never had a reason to call it, I was forced to nant with Ryan I wonder how quickly he could get over here if I called hi up

The door chimes as the customer exits the bakery, and Joey co a hand on her shoulder

"I’," she reassures, looking back at hiers to the inside of her wrist "I’ anxious for soet your pretty little ass in the back, cupcake I’o into early labor due to work-related stress I’uides her in the direction of the kitchen with a gentle push, then co his head next to ," hethe sauce"

"Did you really?" I glare at hi he drovesweet he’ll probably pay for my rehab

He smiles "No I said you had to do an early delivery this aze through the shop"I know I just got here but"

"But you need to go talk to hiconfused, and I need sleep, Joey My skin doesn’t do ithout it I’ like I’m in my thirties"

"Heaven forbid" Joey steps back and leans his hip against the counter, exaggerating his stare the longer I look at him "Go, before Dylan coht"

I slip behind hi it with four cupcakes

"Shut up," I snap when I hear Joey’s breathy laugh behindto hold when I’ to Mason, otherwise I’ll reach for hih his hair and feel his soft curls

There will be none of that happening

I hastily exit the shop and cross the street Peering through the large studio , I can see a class is in session, but that doesn’t stop oods and a pissy attitude

"We need to talk," I exclai at the twenty-plus pairs of eyes on me I focus in on one set in particular, crystal blue and softened with curiosity

Mason steps between mats to see me better, his faded, sleeveless tee darkened with sweat "Can you give me five minutes, Brooke?"