Chapter 6
Ryan stood with his back pressed against the cool tiles right beside the door to the front of the bakery, thumping the back of his head against the wall a few times.
He could still hear Tabby and Lou talking.
And the man that was with Tabby, too.
He was talking, smiling at her. Standing there with her hand folded up in his arm. Bundled up as if he’d just come inside from a blizzard with a hundred below zero wind instead of a little bit of chilly rain that didn’t even tease about turning into snow.
Looking like a basic big city boyfriend (or husband) nightmare.
Absolutely smirking at Ryan.
He shook his head and thumped it on the tile again. His stomach seemed to have gotten itself dislodged from all the rest of his organs so it could twist and jump from the bottom of his gu
