Carolyn was a total coffee snob. Everything had to be just right—from the beans she chose to the way she brewed them. Anything less than perfect? She wouldn’t touch it. Just a few days ago, she’d lugged a shiny new coffee maker and her favorite beans into Allison’s office, all so she could make her own coffee whenever she dropped by.
When Allison walked in, the smell hit her right away—strong, bold, unmistakably Carolyn’s. Carolyn was already at the counter, moving around like she owned the place, pouring hot water with practiced care.
“Want a cup?” Carolyn flashed her a bright smile.
Allison shook her head. “I’ll stick with tea, thanks.”
“Your loss.” Carolyn grinned, cradling her mug as she sank into the couch. “You have no idea what you’re missing—coffee brewed by me is basically art.”
Allison rolled her eyes and set her folder down on the desk. “Tragic, really.”
“So, what brings you here today?” Carolyn asked, watching as Allison filled the kettle, rinsed out her teacup, and started making her tea.
“Can’t I just show up for no reason?” Carolyn said, a teasing lilt in her voice.
She thought for a second of what Joshua had said downstairs—“just wanted to see her”—and couldn’t help but mimic him, smirking, “I just wanted to see you, that’s all.”
Allison shot her a look. “Wow, what’s with you today? That’s so cheesy, I’m getting goosebumps.”
Carolyn put on her best dramatic sigh. “Picked it up from Joshua. That’s literally what he said just now.”
Allison couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re something else. The guy you like says that to another woman, and here you are, making jokes about it to me.”
Carolyn shrugged, trying to play it off. “Hey, you gotta find the humor, otherwise what am I supposed to do? Hold a knife to his throat and force him to love me?”


“Next Saturday?” Allison pulled out her phone and checked her calendar. “Yeah, looks like I am. Why?”
“It’s my birthday. I’m throwing a party on a yacht, and I’d really like it if you could come.”
Allison nodded. “Sure, I’ll be there.”
Carolyn hesitated, like she was holding something back.
“What is it?” Allison asked, noticing the look on her face.


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