“We can tell. And he likes you. I haven’t seen him look at someone like this in years. Maybe ever.” “Really?” My heart fluttered. Madeline seemed sincere. “Really. Now go get him. He’s in his happy place, and it will only get better once you’re there.” His happy place? I wouldn’t have expected the bee garden to be his happy place. I didn’t say it, though. That was something a girlfriend should know.
