Chapter Fourteen
Leaving the booth together a few minutes later with several more cranberry orange muffins, Wyatt said with a small smile, “It was nice of you to rebuff Jake. Particularly since we haven’t even had a chance to see each other lately. Good to know that you do still feel ‘attached.’”
Beatrice grinned back at him. “I guess if we were technically attached, we’d be seeing a good deal more of each other, wouldn’t we? Maybe too much. I might drive you crazy with the constant exposure.”
“Never,” said Wyatt quietly, giving her hand a squeeze. Beatrice felt a warm glow.
Then she sighed as the day’s events pushed their way into her mind again. “Did you hear about Ida?” she asked.
Wyatt slowed his pace and turned to look at her. “No, I didn’t, but then I just got here. Sorry I didn
