She didn’t have time to dwell on the slight headache from the beer she’d drank or the kisses she’d pressed to Preston’s lips. Not on her mind at all were the kisses they’d shared when he drove her home and forced himself to leave after they’d made out like a couple of kids on the couch. And there was a gratefulness that after she’d asked Brie to pick her up to take her to work, Brie had asked for the day off without many questions as to why her car was still at the shop. Yes, she was glad to be busy and not be thinking of anything. And luckily, Preston was busy selling cars today too and didn’t have time for her either. However, his mother decided that her store was a good place to spend her days now that her son seemed smitten with Tabitha. “This is more fun than I ever could have imagined,” Claire said as she dipped a strawberry. “What patience you have.” “I enjoy what I do.” “So do I. I love to see the faces of the couples when they come in and tell me what they are looking for.”
