Chapter 22
“Cera…Cera wake up!”
Cera woke up, her left cheek glued with drool to a sheath of grant applications.
“What the…” she said, raising her head.
She found Gus smiling at her, his eyes lit with immeasurable fondness, despite the grant paperwork stuck to the side of her face.
“When you didn’t show up at the office for our lunch date, I figured you must have fallen asleep grading papers again,” he said, holding up a cup of coffee.
He then peeled the application off her face, and pressed a white cup with a green logo into her hand. “Guess who just signed a deal to get a major brand kiosk installed on our bottom floor?”
“Congratulations, honey!” she cheered, taking a sip. One sugar and lots of cream. Just the way she liked it. His thoughtfulness made her heart as warm as the brow
