The Misdelivered Secret Between Arthur and the Girl Next Door

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He looked down at his coffee.

“I thought she was using you.”

“I thought she was useless.”

He smiled sadly.

“We’re quite a pair.”

“We are improving.”

He looked at me.

“Are we?”

I took a sip.

“Slowly.”

His eyes softened.

“I’ll take slowly.”

Kayla appeared with a plate.

“Two cinnamon rolls,” she said. “One for Arthur. One for Arthur’s emotionally complicated son.continue reading …