Chapter Twenty-One
“Twice in one day,” Henry said as he held open his door. He was barefoot in a pair of jeans and a white golf shirt. He stepped back. He looked good.
“Sorry I didn’t call. I, ah, think I may have left my phone here,” Ivy said.
The blue in his eyes was filled with teasing, and then he winked. “You did. Found it while cleaning up.” He strode to the back of the house. Music was playing. He stopped in the kitchen. “Was just going to make myself a latte, how about you?” He tossed her an easy smile again, resting his hands on the counter. He didn’t look away, and instead of filling in the awkward silence, he allowed his gaze to linger over all of her.
She swallowed. “Sure.”
“Great.” He winked again as he took a beautiful teal mug from his cupboard and poured coffee beans i
