Jane, her boss, had already arrived. With a sly smirk, she said, “Your boyfriend’s waiting outside.” “What? I don’t have a boyfriend.” Jane pulled her into the café, the lights still off, and pointed out the front picture window. There he was. Sawyer. Leaning against a light pole, waiting for the coffee shop to open. Laney ignored the flutters in her gut. Ignored the fact that he looked sexy as fuck in jeans and a black tee shirt, black hat upon his head. Jane handed her the keys to the front door. “Go let him in.” Laney did as she was told and the second the door lock clicked, Sawyer looked up. Oh. My. God. Were his eyes extra blue today? A slow sexy smile curved his lips and she thought she might melt into a puddle on the floor. She regained her composure and pushed the door open. “Good morning, beautiful.”
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