you feel all better. Iâll get you another cup of coffee.â
Ally didnât argue. She was quite happy to wait for the shop to return to normal and for everyone to stop staring at her like she had risen from the dead or something. Rob took the seat opposite and pushed a paper bag over to her.
âHere. Eat something.â
Ally peered inside the bag and saw a chunky blueberry muffin topped with sugar crystals. Her mouth watered at the sight, and she ripped open the bag and slowly peeled back the paper case.
âLet me help.â Rob reached across and broke the muffin in half, right through the middle, and handed her the bottom part. âI know how you like it.â
âI always eat the boring part first.â
He smiled. âAnd save the best until last.â
âUnless you got to it first.â
âI never did get that âsaving itâ thing.â
His voice had a soothing quality that helped Ally relax a little. âIâd forgotten about Pauline. I canât believe sheâs still hanging around with the same two losers from high school.â
âI guess some folks find it hard to grow up.â
âObviously.â Ally lifted her chin at him. âI guess you think I should leave before it gets nasty, right?â
âI donât want to see you get hurt.â
She met his gaze and found it impossible to guess what he was thinking. Had she done that to him? Had she stripped the sweetness away and left him too emotionally detached to risk another relationship? Or was it just a cop thing? Jill would tell her not to exaggerate her importance in his life, but then Jill had never known Rob.
âBut I canât leave, Rob. I created most of my own problems, and Iâm just going to have to deal with them.â
âEven if you get treated like that?â
âYeah, even then. Sometimes you just have to suck it up and move on. I chose to come back here, and I knew it would be hard.â
âI know all about getting on with life, Ally.â
She bit her lip. âI suppose you do.â
He shifted in his seat. âWhat are you going to do when you sell the house? Go back to New York and model?â
âNope.â She ventured a tentative smile. âIâm planning on going to college.â
âYeah?â He looked genuinely interested. âTo do what?â
She shrugged. âTo train to be a teacher. Iâve been helping out with the kids at the YMCA for the last couple of years, and I think thatâs what I want to do.â
âYou always wanted to be a teacher.â
âYou remembered.â She met his gaze. âAnd you always wanted to be a cop.â
His smile made her smile in return, and she couldnât look away from his approving gaze. Remembering her plans for the future always made her feel better about herself. Hell, having plans that didnât involve finding her next fix were amazing. She suddenly felt a lot more hopeful.
Nadia returned with two large coffees and put them in front of Ally and Rob.
âShe okay, Rob?â
Rob looked across at Ally for confirmation, and she nodded. âSheâs fine, Nadia. Thanks for not making a fuss.â
Nadia snorted. âI saw what happened. That Pauline deliberately knocked your ladyâs elbow.â
Ally was too shaken to refute the notion that she was Robâs lady and was way too grateful for the other womanâs kindness. âThanks for the fresh coffee.â
âWell, I could hardly expect you to lick it off the floor, now, could I?â Nadia winked at her and returned behind the counter.
âSheâs nice,â Ally said as she took another bite of the sweet, tart muffin.
âYeah, she and her husband, Chen Li, bought the place about a year ago. He roasts all his own coffee beans, and she makes all the baked goods.â
âMmm . . .â Ally murmured, and licked the crumbs from her lips. Robâs gaze
Chelle Bliss, Brenda Rothert