I didn’t see Neal but figured he was in bed. Good. I didn’t really want to talk about my evening—even though I was having a hard time thinking about anything else. Although with the exercise I’d gotten, I assumed I’d sleep well. I was right. But even so, I had no trouble waking on time to head to the shops. And despite my mind being focused on Reed, I realized that, in some ways, nothing had changed. We were definitely physically closer, and in the beginning of a relationship, but that was all. For now, at least. No discussions about the future, except looking forward to seeing each other more in the clinic … and elsewhere. Good thing Janelle had been scheduled to come in at six a.m. that morning to learn more about how to bake for both shops. She would be a great diversion—assuming she showed up. With all that had been happening in her life, I anticipated a phone call to tell me she was going to be late, if she was coming in at all.
