Chapter Nineteen
Jill’s hand throbbed, but it was easy enough to ignore. She tried to keep her gaze off Amelia’s backside as she unlocked the door to her condo. Although it was late, the day was not done yet unfolding its events. She was about to enter Amelia’s home—the place that could teach you so much about another person.
Before she held open the door, Amelia said, “It will soon become clear that I haven’t really thought this through. I hope you’re good at ignoring a right old mess. I wasn’t expecting company.”
I will only have eyes for you, Jill thought, but even though they’d been flirting, that was way over the corniness limit to actually say. “Don’t worry about it.”
Amelia led the way inside. She flicked on the lights and dumped her keys in a shell-shaped bowl by the door.
Jil
