I’ll get you those pictures and all the other pictures I had, then I’ll answer any more of your questions.” She squeezed his leg and kissed his cheek. “Yeah, but only for a minute. I might have forgotten to knock and might have seen something, but it wasn’t actually spying. Candy drew in a huge breath and wiped her face on his shirt. “What did you mean, it’s not my fault?”
“Nothing,” Darlene said. When she was closer than she needed to be, the redhead looked up at him and said, “At least you’re honest.”
Evan’s thoughts scrambled around the sense of déjà vu he had. I’m not a dick or a stuck up cheerleader. I love you.” Electronic communication without emojis was void of emotion and often misinterpreted. Also, if he were extra toasty after the yard work, he could accidentally fall in the pool while cleaning it.
