Ellis smiled. “Sure is. I know how much you love those sugary energy drinks, but honestly, babe… This is so much better for you. It’s a quality roast from Ecuador, you don’t even need sugar. Might as well save the calories, right?” I raised my brows. “Why would I be worried about calories?” “Your jeans always get a little tight after some time at the ranch,” he chuckled. “I’m sure Cleo’s cooking is more Paula Deen than Alton Brown. Don’t worry, when you get home maybe you can join me for a run in the morning?” He looked genuinely hopeful and I couldn’t tell if he even realized what he’d just
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