Across the table from her, Brandon frowned slightly, as though he’d guessed that her thoughts had taken a dark turn. However, since she didn’t feel inclined to comment right then, he shrugged and went on, “George is also waiting to see how much extra demand we get. If there’s enough, then he’ll probably end up hiring a couple more people. It’s not like I’m going to end up having to work until midnight all the time.”
“Well, that’s good,” Lucinda replied. And she realized it was. She wanted Brandon around…wanted to spend those hours with him, even if all they were doing was sitting on his couch and binge-watching Netflix. Something completely, relentlessly normal.
He seemed to pick up something of her thoughts, because a slow, warm smile spread over his lips. That smile made her feel warm,
