The Keep was open, of course, and the smell of coffee beans and fresh baked bread was so welcoming my stomach growled. Clutching my stomach, I was thankful for the soft background music even as my eyes shifted to Roy who was smiling knowingly at me.
He’d definitely heard, right?
Ducking my head, my face felt hot as Sheri called out, “Welcome!”
“Hi,” Roy said with a tight smile.
Sheri’s eyes flickered between us, eyes shifting to our interlocked hands, and I gave her a small, anxious smile, noting the way her eyebrows seemed to raise. “Well, what can I get for you two? Breakfast?”
“One bacon, egg, and cheese bagel and one just egg and cheese. An Americano and—” Roy hesitated, turning to me.
“Tea, please. Hot tea,” I finished the order.
“Hot tea,” he re
