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Dropping In

EMBER

“What a week.” Gracie flopped onto the couch in our living room with a bowl of yogurt, still wearing her pajamas even though it was after nine on a Friday morning.

I dragged a spoon through my own bowl, but really, who wanted plain yogurt with chopped-up fruit for breakfast? It was a travesty that it could even be called breakfast if there was no bacon in sight.

“Yeah, it was rough,” I agreed, though the work wasn’t the difficult part of it for me. Kaden was. Watching him scramble to figure out who I was had been fun. Okay, he didn’t exactly scramble.

Kaden Marx wasn’t the scrambling type. He was calculated, precise in his approach. Calm and completely in control, even though he obviously knew I knew something he didn’t. It was cool of him not to simply demand where we knew each other from when it was so clear we both did know each other.

It allowed me to have a bit of unexpected fun on a Thursday afternoon. What ticked me off was that he knew it had been my birthday. The only
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