Latte Darling (Darling, #2)

by S.J. Tilly

“Baby, I’m gonna need you to stop whatever thoughts are swirling around in that pretty head of yours.” Pretty head? “You think I’m pretty?”

I never said I’d have a sandwich too, but I’ve never turned down homemade food in my life and I’m sure as fuck not gonna start now.

Food always seems to taste better at night.”

My ribcage alone is probably big enough to encase her. I could have a Maddie-sized heart and it’d fit just fine.

But who am I to argue with the Universe and her witchy ways?

“She’s too good for me.” Tony barks out a laugh, “Of course she is, but that’s the burden we bear as men surrounded by amazing women. Just treat her well. I’d hate to have to burn your shop down.”

“You’re staring.” I blink at Maddie’s whispered words and my lungs fill on a much-needed inhale. “Yeah, Baby Doll,” I whisper back, taking my time dragging my eyes up to her face, “I’m staring.”

setting down my emotional support pan.

Until next time, in the words of my grandma, be good. But if you can’t be good, have fun.