The next morning, Spider glanced up to see Mirrie and Mac walking into The Web Café hand-in-hand. Right away, a huge smile broke out across his face.
“So!” Spider set down the tray of brownies. “What’s going on here, kids?”
They smiled back at him, and Spider was thrilled to see how relaxed Mirrie looked. God, she looked better and happier than he’d seen her in a long time – in about four years, actually.
“Oh, nothing much,” Mac said, his deep voice rumbling out of that to-die-for chest. “Just bringing my girl to work.”
“Then you’re out of here?” Spider said, itching to get Mirrie alone so he could get the scoop and all the dirty details.
“Nope. I’m staying for a coffee and some of your diet-busting goodies.” Mac looked at the display counter. “Oh, man… are those brownies?”
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