Sadie forced herself to maintain a slow pace. There would be no running across this parking lot, not with a light dusting of snow slicking the surface. She wasn’t going to do a face plant in front of him, thank you very much. “For me?” “Yes—you’re the one who muddies a good cup of coffee with milk and sugar. And I asked the barista to heat your cream before adding it to the coffee.” As he handed her the unexpected treat, he leaned in and brushed a kiss across her lips as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Sadie spoke once she caught her breath. “What are you doing here?” “Well, you mentioned you had to shop for the Coopers when we talked earlier. I thought I’d tag along. Push your cart.” Sweet—but Erik was going to be a huge distraction. Sadie needed to focus on her list, not the man next to her, who’d snagged a black metal cart from the corral by the front door. “Where to? Fruits and veggies? Seafood? Desserts? Frozen foods?” “I don’t know if this is a good idea.
