Broderick glanced at Leslie. "Leslie, are you done eating? I'll take you to school."
Leslie met his eyes. He looked cautious, like he was scared she'd push him away.
He'd made himself pretty clear this morning-he wanted to fire her. So Leslie figured, that's his choice, she might as well stop pushing it. No need to make it messier.
Guys, after all, care a lot about pride.
They'd already had a cold war yesterday, and after this morning's awkwardness, she figured it was time to toss him a bone.
With a few thoughts flashing through her mind, Leslie smiled sweetly. "Sure, Ricky."
Her cheerful tone hit him like a beam of sunlight-made his heart skip a beat.
That smile-was she not mad at him anymore?
A wave of excitement rushed through him.
Her grin lit him up inside
