Chapter 17

  “I needed this,” Autumn moaned as she placed her cup of coffee on the counter, and let out a frustrated sigh.

  Dave leaned on the countertop and peered into her innocent, sea green eyes, “You look tired.”

  “Tell me about it,” she sighed, taking a sip of her coffee.

  “Let me guess…” He paused, s...

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