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Piper
I had to admit I liked seeing him flustered. I assumed he knew I was going to be there, but it was obvious Gina never told him she invited me for dinner.
“Do you need to go?” Gina asked him.
I glanced behind me toward him. He was staring at me in wonder. He shook his head and a smile finally lifted the corners of his mouth.
“No, I’m good. What can I do to help?”
He stripped off his coat and hung it on the hook. He was in a blue sweater with dark jeans and I nearly lost a hold of the tray as I lifted it because I was picturing getting my hands on him instead of keeping my hands on the tray.
I recovered and left the kitchen before I ruined the dinner Gina made.
Guests were starting to filter into the dining room and find seats. I said hello to them and asked them how their s
