Good to see you,” Stella teased when Sophia walked into the shop a few days later. Sophia managed a weak smile. “You, too.” “You’ve been so busy after work, I barely get to see you. Stud muffin soldier boy’s been keeping you busy.” “Sorry.” Sophia felt herself blush. “Hey, I’m not complaining. It’s good to see you feeling happier again.” “And it’s good to see Larry keeping you happy, too,” she said, heading to her station to plug in her equipment and get ready for the day. Stella tossed her a store-bought, prepackaged cinnamon roll, their go-to breakfast. “You know, we should probably start eating like thirtysomethings instead of twentysomethings,” Sophia teased as she ripped open the package. “A little curves never killed anyone,” Stella said, running her hands on her hips as she laughed. “You’re full of yourself today.” “Yeah. Larry and I had a pretty good night last night.” Stella gave her an overly dramatic wink, snickering at Sophia’s creeped-out face.
