Chapter Twenty
Daisy
“Geez Daisy, what’s up with you?” Olivia asked, her way too perceptive gaze swinging to me.
We were at Desert Isle Coffee waiting for Harper to arrive. It was a rainy evening in Seattle, and a guy I’d been interested in a few months ago had stopped by our table to chat. Apparently, I wasn’t friendly enough.
“What do you mean?” I countered.
Olivia took a sip of her coffee and brushed a loose curl out of her eyes. With her dark curly hair, porcelain skin and green eyes, Olivia was lovely. She had that whole sexy librarian vibe going too with her glasses and prim attitude. She was actually pretty laid back, but so serious about her work it was easy to miss that about her if you didn’t know her well. We’d grown up together in a small town outside of Seattle, so she’d
