He’d stopped by his favorite Thai food place and picked up a bit of everything. How could Alyssa cancel? And why hadn’t she at least called so he could convince her otherwise? Connor picked his phone back up and looked at the message again. No, he wasn’t letting her off that easy. He slid the phone into his pocket and got busy packing the food. They were going to share this meal together just as he’d planned. Alyssa was not eating another microwavable meal and locking herself in. He was certain this had to do with the ex and her sister. Thirty minutes later he carried a brown bag full of food up the steps to Alyssa’s place. He knocked and waited. He was getting ready to knock again when he heard her voice telling the cat to get out of her way. She opened the door, dressed in sweatpants and a big T-shirt. Her hair was up in a messy bun. She looked sexy as hell—and he never thought he’d think that about an outfit like that. “Connor, what are you doing here?” “I had all this food.
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