I kicked the front door closed, trying to put my jacket on with one hand while balancing a box of cupcakes in the other. Caleb was already waiting, leaning on his truck with his arms crossed. His head turned towards me the moment I stepped outside and his eyes followed me as I hurried towards him. The morning felt colder than usual thanks to the thick gray clouds that hid the sun and the cutting north wind that made the temperature feel even lower.
“Sorry for the delay.” I smiled, raising the box. “I got us provisions.”
Caleb glanced at the box for a second, then his eyes returned to my face and he frowned. He pushed himself off the truck, stopping in front of me and reaching out. For a moment I thought he'd hug me or kiss me, but then I heard the sound of my zipp
