Rose’s POV
Johnny sighs restlessly in the backseat and I narrow my eyes at his reflection in the rearview mirror, feeling irritable.
Which I can’t understand why.
I was on cloud nine last night, snuggled against the sexy body of the man of my dreams the entire night.
It was absolutely wonderful.
Then when I woke up, he was gone, but he came back right away with a to-go breakfast for me from the diner, as well as fresh coffee, loads of cream and sugar, just like I like it.
He remembered…even after all those years.
Which was so thoughtful it hurts.
He’s freaking perfect.
So, I should be feeling all blissful still.
Except, I’m not.
I’m grumpy, leaning my forehead against the window and ignoring Luca and Johnny, who aren’t really talking anyway.
Maybe it’s because we were this clo
