Danielle lingered on the front porch a second longer than necessary watching Seth as he walked away. Her fingers brushed her lips like they still held his warmth, and she exhaled, soft and fluttery.
“Text me,” he’d said, hand still cupping her cheek.
“Soon,” she’d promised.
She turned and opened the door as he rounded the corner, and she slipped inside...
Just in time to see Christina practically dive away from the living room window like she hadn’t been watching them for the last five minutes.
Danielle blinked. “Seriously?”
Christina popped upright, beaming way too wide. “What? I was dusting. With my eyes. Through glass. Totally normal.”
Danielle rolled her eyes and headed for the kitchen.
“You were gone a while,” Christina sing-songed, trailing behind. “Anything interesting happe
