Chapter Twenty-Six
Jude
“This weather is divine.” Dottie said, while pouring a cup of coffee. She handed it to Hector, who was seated next to her on the third floor balcony. “I’ve never been on a motorcycle myself, but today is the perfect day to be riding under a crisp, blue sky.”
“Are you nervous?” Hector asked me as he dropped a cube of sugar in his cup. Dottie had brought up her coffee service for the three of us.
“Yes, but, well, not for the reasons you’re thinking.” I smiled. “I haven’t seen Max all week. He was busy, working with lawyers, accountants, and banks to buy the grocery store.”
“He’s a handsome man, if my memory is accurate.” Dottie said. “Not your typical…”
“I think a local DJ is his cousin, or nephew. Name is Diego.” Hector sighed. “I’ve been crushing on Diego for
