ANDREA’S POV
I blinked at the woman in front of me, feeling my defenses lower.
Her hand was stretched out to me, and she had a friendly smile on her face. “I'm Nora. It's lovely to meet you.”
Nora—the woman who'd helped the twins in the park the other day. The one who smelled like Kade.
I could smell it, too. But it wasn't the scent I imagined—not like the one I carried around after…you know.
Her scent was similar to Kade’s, yes, but it seemed reformed—like a combination, but still uniquely hers.
I guess it was just a coincidence.
The woman—Nora, smiled wider. “Aren't you going to shake my hand?”
I blinked. “Right.” I laughed awkwardly, reaching out to shake her hand. “Um, I'm Andrea. Sorry for the earlier hostility.”
She shrugged, squeezing my hand lightly as
