We had made Liya’s salary for the day and probably mine as well, not that I was paying myself these days. I’d save that money for utilities.
“A really good thing.” I glanced up at him as we paused to let a family pass. “Thanks for doing this.”
He shrugged. “I just gave you the idea, bookworm. You’re the one matching people up with their books.”
I couldn’t help the smile that crossed my face. “It’s my favorite part of my job.”
“I can tell.” His gaze was warm and constant, and my stomach did a delicious roll forward.
When we returned to the booth, Beck was there, chatting with Liya.
“There she is.” He gave me that sunny smile. “Hey, Hannah.” To Wyatt, he nodded. “Wyatt.”
“Beck.” His tone was casual but clipped. It had a weird edge I hadn’t heard from Wyatt before.
“I was dropping by
