She had a lot to talk about with her best friend. A part of him was worried, but he was ready to fight for her if she tried to shut herself away.It was still early, but Mila was an early-riser. He missed her, and their little girl. Sure, he could have been mad, could have felt betrayed, but he experienced none of those emotions. Now, more than ever, he wanted Mila to see his heart was with her and Cherish.Showered, and dressed, he hurried over to their backdoor. Mila was starting a pot of coffee, probably for Barb because she didn’t drink it. There was a kettle steaming on the stove.Cherish and Barb were nowhere in sight. He tapped on the window, and she looked over.Her face lit up, but he saw the doubt in her eyes. She still rushed to the door to let him in. “Hey, Kyle. Sorry I didn’t call. I was up until four.”“And it’s seven? You look amazing, as always.” He swept her hair behind her ear and placed a light kiss on her lips. “So, when will Barb wake up? And what will she want to drink from the cafe?”“Mocha, she’s pretty easy where coffee’s concerned.
