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Brad’s gaze landed on her nails. He stared. And stared.
Оглавление“Coral.”
Callie’s comment visibly jarred him.
“The polish.” She wiggled her fingers. “You like it?”
With a blank stare, he said, “As you can see, we serve coffee and donuts here, so if you skip going to the bakery, you might actually get here on time.”
Her happy day paled a bit.
“Is it the nail polish? Admittedly not a great color for me.”
He said nothing.
“I’ll skip my trip to the bakery in the morning,” Callie said.
“So, you’ll be here by eight-thirty tomorrow morning, right?” Noticeable edge to his voice there.
“Right.”
“Good.” He then explained the program to her, but she didn’t hear a word of it. She couldn’t image how this rude, arrogant man was the same suave, debonair man she’d met at the bakery that morning. She couldn’t believe she’d given up a perfectly good peach scone for this guy. It wouldn’t happen again.
