By the time I arrive at work, I’ve gaslighted myself into believing it.
When I hear the knock on my office door, I look up from the computer. “Hi, Murph.”
He stands in the doorway, jerking his thumb toward the front of the store. “There’s a young man here to see you. Says his name is Cole.”
Oh God. It’s Callum’s crabby brother. My stomach drops. “Does he look angry?”
“Not at all. Seems a friendly sort. Should I tell him you’re unavailable?”
I rise, smoothing my hands down the front of my skirt. “No, send him back, please.”
I force myself to take a few deep breaths to calm my jittery nerves. I have no idea why Cole would want to see me, but I can’t help but think this unexpected visit won’t be good.
Then he walks through the door, and I rethink it.
He’s not wearing the glower from h
