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Josh apparently read her thoughts, because he reached out a hand to stop her Not touching her, but there was no question that he wanted her to stay

She shouldn’t, and yet

Heather glanced at his profile, taking in the ­sudden tension and the rawness that had replaced his easy cockiness And though she didn’t know him, she ached for him

And she wasn’t completely immune to the pain on Sue Tanner’s face, either, as she pressed her lips together and focused on ladling scoops of pancake batter into the now sizzling skillet

“I just want you to be happy,” his h that only Heather could hear before he stood and walked over to his ed at Heather’s heart

Sue reached up a hand and patted her son’s cheek in reassurance that they were okay, and when Josh stepped away, Heather’s heart twisted even further when she saw his mother swipe a tear from her cheek

What the heck had she stulanced at Josh as he ca for his coffee

“Don’t do what?”

“Don’t go all soft on me now and let me think you’re nice I won’t be able to handle it”

“I am nice,” she insisted “Super nice”

“Excellent,” he said, back to his easy charood tiht?”