Page 78 of See It Through

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Page 78 of See It Through

Once bitten, twice shy and all that.

Remi hooked his arm around my neck, hauling me into him again. I earned a firm kiss on my forehead.

“We’ll take these bags out to my truck later, drive them into town to the donation center.” Another kiss, this time on my temple. “You did a good job, sweetheart. You got a lot of work done before the sun even knew it was daytime, and some of it was with me on your mind. Now I have you on my mind, and I want to make my girl breakfast and spend our day together.”

Oh yeah. I definitely more than liked him. I let my body lean into him but tried my mightiest to keep my heart from doing the same.

“Sounds like a really good plan, Remington…as long as there are sprinkles.”

He smiled into my hair. “Of course. I’d never short you on sprinkles.”

“You know, before you came along, I ate a blueberry muffin every single day. Deviating from that would have thrown me off the rest of my day. But now I’m eating waffles with sprinkles sometimes, and my days are…well, let’s just say they’re not bad.”

“Not bad? Guess I’ll take that as a compliment.” He laughed softly.

“I meant it as one.”

“My days with you are…not bad either, sweetheart. I’m glad to be the one to add sprinkles into your life. A colorful girl deserves a colorful breakfast.”

I squeezed my eyes shut. “That’s sweet. Real sweet.”

And that was why my mightiest wasn’t even close to good enough. My heart was Remington Town’s, damn the consequences.

As much as I would have liked to be the kind of woman who lazed about on a rare Sunday with no plans on the horizon, that wasn’t me. After breakfast, Remi and I finished clearing out Graham’s bedroom. I boxed up the few things I wanted and secretly suspected Remi might have liked to have in the future, and we loaded the rest into Remi’s truck to drop off in town.

There, we stopped in for a cup of coffee and a treat at Sugar Rush and got the latest gossip from Phe. Apparently, Brady and Teller had been in earlier, whisper-yelling about Brady texting some girl from his work. It ended with Brady getting a cup of—iced—coffee dumped in his lap and Teller storming out.

I wished I could have seen that, but my sister’s animated recounting of the events was almost as good as being there—especially the bit about Brady chasing after his wife, leaving a stream of coffee and ice cubes down the sidewalk.

It was pretty hard to feel sorry for two people who so thoroughly deserved each other.

When we got back to the house, I started for the porch, but Remi grabbed my hand, weaving our fingers together.

“Let’s go for a walk, sweetheart.”

I nodded. “That sounds like a good idea.”

Henry kept a path cleared around the property. We trailed along, nowhere in particular to go, letting the sun warm us. Soon enough, the wind would become bitter, and spending long lengths of time outdoors would be pretty unbearable.

Remi might not be here by then. I couldn’t say I’d blame him if he left before winter fully set in. I always thought I was used to Wyoming cold, but when it hit every year, the brutality came as a shock. It’d be even colder this year without Remi, though.

“What’s the deal with Teller and her husband? Brady?” he asked.

“Oh god, whatisn’tthe deal? They’ve been together since we were in high school, and Brady’s been cheating on her ever since.”

His brow dropped. “Does she know that?”

“I couldn’t fathom her not knowing. Feels like the whole town knows. Of course, that’s because they like to air their dirty laundry out in public. It might be some kind of kink.”

He sputtered. “A kink thing? Expand on that.”

“Yeah, like Brady gets off on being degraded by his wife. I can’t think of any other reason he’d go along with having a fight in the bakery on a Sunday morning where half the town is going in and out, picking up their pastries and coffee.”

He made a gurgling sound in the back of his throat. “I don’t want to think about what they went home and did.”

“No—gross!” With a pained groan, I knocked my head into his shoulder. “Don’t put that idea in my head, Remington.”

“You brought up their kink. This is all on you.”




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