London“The best of friends are the ones who make your side ache from laughter and your face hurt from smiling.”
—London Berkeley
Loïc hands me a large cup of coffee and two pills. “Take the medicine, and drink your water.” He tilts his head toward the large glass of water on the end table next to me.
“Okay.” I nod. “What creamer did you put in?” I drop my gaze to the coffee cup.
“The creamy cinnamon one,” Loïc answers.
“Thanks, babe. That’s my favorite,” I say.
“I know.” He smiles. “I’ll be back in a few hours, okay? I just have one meeting to run today. Shouldn’t be long.”
“Okay. I love you.”
Loïc peppers my lips with a half-dozen quick kisses before saying, “I love you, too. See you in a bit.” He nods a farewell to Maggie, Georgia, and Paige before walking away. “Ladies.”
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