Chapter 18
Kaylee came in the back door Friday morning, her mother’s warning about Freddie ringing in her ears, and honestly, she didn’t want to cross paths with him. She noted that Jules’ car was already parked outside, so she started running over what she would say to him again. She’d only been rehearsing it silently in her mind since she left the house that morning.
She walked into their shared office to find two steaming mugs of coffee waiting on the desk. And cinnamon buns. She looked at Jules. He actually appeared embarrassed, which looked silly on such a big man.
“What’s this?”
“I owed you for yesterday. And you seemed upset when you left, so I thought cinnamon buns would make it better.” He was giving her a puppy dog look.
Her resolve crumbled along with the rest of her anger.
