Elizabeth opened the bar early the next morning. Colin hadn’t said what time he’d be in, but since he had worked at O’Leary’s last night, she didn’t think it’d be any time soon. She hauled the box of supplies she’d purchased into the bar and tried to figure out where to start. The tables were as good as any other spot. She took a bucket and went to the back to fill it with hot water.
As she hefted it to the front, the door opened, flooding the room with sunlight. s**t. She knew she should’ve locked it. She squinted against the glare. Although she couldn’t make out any features, she knew it was Colin.
“I didn’t expect you here so early. Aren’t you tired?”
“I’m fine. Cleaning was my idea, and I’m not about to have you accuse me of slacking off.” He propped the door open and she was gratef
