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With stea cup in hand and a few shortbread cookies on a paper towel to accompany it, I settle onto the couch to fire up ood book will help take my mind off my problems

Mainly, how a gorgeous hockey star rocked my world a bit earlier, and how I don’t even kno to deal with it

I flip throughaway fro to potentially make me sith possibility

A knock on s offit’s probably Mrs Filoods recipe she’s tried out Her husband died last year, and sheto downsize and be closer to her daughter and grandkids, who actually live not too far from my parents’ house

I swing open the door, eager to see Mrs Filmore because she’s an excellent baker, but arocery bags in hand

I left hio There was no kiss goodbye, only a promise to call me later I didn’t knohat to—or if I should—read into that The kiss would have i the sex was a one-ti, and perhaps a ain Ortentative friends

Ugh So confusing In theI can think to say is, “What are you doing here?”

“Ihis way into my apartment

“Why don’t you co how good he smells as he passes me “But, seriouslywhy are you here?”

Rafe takes a moment to survey my small apartrocery bags “I thought we could hang I brought all theReally great apartment, by the way It’s totally you”

I pad across the s area and rest my forearms on the counter that separates it froround beef, lettuce, tomatoes, a six-pack of beer

“Dad’s sleeping, and Mo,” he explains as he e “She shooed ”

“Hang?” I ask skeptically What does that even mean?