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“You’re good,” he chuckles.
I make it through two episodes before I pass out again. When I wake, Ford is gone, but on my bed beside me is a chicken-scratched note.
Thanks for letting me take care of you today.
Leftovers are in the fridge.
Ford
Damn it.
Every part of me hates his thoughtfulness.
In the sense that I don’t hate it at all.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
PAIGE: Good Morning, Sunshine! Where are you? Because I’m pretty sure we have a standing coffee date every Saturday morning and you are nowhere to be found.
PAIGE: Etta.
PAIGE: …………
PAIGE: Do I need to send out a search party?
ETTA: Shoot. I lost track of time. I’m just leaving Ford’s. This man has more shoes than a department store.
PAIGE: Oooooh another morning at the golden retrievers. Does Lodhi know you’re switching from team cat to team dog?
ETTA: Not funny. But Ford really does have a hint of those man’s best friend vibes doesn’t he?
PAIGE: So when are you going to fuck him?
ETTA: Excuse me?
PAIGE: Let me rephrase. When are you going to let that man make sweet sweet love to you?
ETTA: Not all of us like to test drive before we commit to the car.
ETTA: Also, it’s not like that.
PAIGE: He makes you breakfast. Gluten free breakfast.
ETTA: I mean, I end up cooking most of the time. Ford can’t boil water without burning something.
PAIGE: But he gets you take out from that fancy restaurant and stocks all your favorites at his place.
ETTA: Only because I’m organizing his apartment for him.
PAIGE: Because he paid off your million dollar debt.
ETTA: That his STEPBROTHER left me with.
PAIGE: You’ve been there every few days for the last two weeks. Even I don’t see you that much, and we work for the same company.
ETTA: It doesn’t mean anything. We’re just friends.
PAIGE: Uh-huh.
