-Felicity-
Breakfast is lovely. Between the fresh berries and croissants, savory omelets, and strong coffee we’re all in a great mood and getting along, Sam seated between us. By eleven though duty calls and our respective duties become hard to ignore. I volunteer to get Sam’s car so we can grab our laptops and get to work. By the time I get back she’s got paper all over his coffee table sketching out designs for a project, and quickly hides them when I come in. Tiago looks amused and hands me a fresh tiny coffee. Honestly, bless this man. I feel bad I ever disliked him.
“You only get like that when you’re not done. Difficult project?”
“You have no idea. It might be the hardest one of my life.”
“You don’t ever
