Chapter 32

“You’re hopeless,” his mouth says but his eyes shine with warmth.

“I know, but you love me.”

Marie finally can’t take it anymore. “Oh, my God, stop it. You’re sending me into a sugar coma and that says something, considering I eat chocolate for a living.” She hooks her arm in Frankie’s and drags him away, yelling over her shoulder. “I’ll return your man in one piece.”

I stay there, looking after them long after they’ve disappeared out of sight. Then I take a detour past a coffee shop before returning to my car. I haven’t even started the engine when the first text from Frankie lights up my phone. It’s a picture of him and Marie, each holding a glass of champagne. The message reads, I could get used to flying fancy class.

With a lingering smile, I drive back home.

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