“Hi!” I looked up at the sound of Nica’s voice, a smile stretching across her lips as she stepped through the doorway into the lobby at Stella Cucina’s. I returned her smile from the host stand where I’d been in deep conversation with Mackenzie and Layla.
“Welcome back!”
"Thanks." Her cheeks had a pink flush to them. Had to be from the cold - I wasn't about to fool myself into thinking I'd caused it.
She continued past us, headed to the restroom to change from bookseller to server.
“Nica looks really pretty today,” Mackenzie commented casually. “She’s been like…glowing since she got back from vacation.”
“Yeah, vacation suits her,” I agreed, trying to be careful with my words. Mackenzie had a tendency to take things and run. If she found out someone was crushing, it was guaranteed b
