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“It happens every time Bubby cries.” Why did my child feel the need to tell someone that? She paid too much attention!

“It’s normal when the baby cries or if they’re full. It should stop soon though,” I quickly added to Lucy’s words, spine stiffening, heat spreading across my cheeks. “Is it normal for grown men to ask such a strange question? Are you one of those that gets offended to see a woman breastfeed in public?”

“What?” His gaze traveled away from my chest, to Eli’s head, and up to my face. Elijah stepped away. He must have seen my embarrassment. “No. Fuck. Wow. I’m always making myself look like an— Shit!” He gawked at my chest again before he averted his gaze. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay!” I said and closed my eyes, trying to control the level of embarrassment we were both experiencing. I sighed and turned my gaze to Elijah’s. “I know it’s strange for people that don’t have kids, especially guys…” He looked up slowly. Now it was me turning my gaze from his. “We’re good, you know? The chip incident is forgotten. You don’t have to bring her anymore.” I gestured toward the bag and resumed rubbing Eli’s back.

“Are we good?” His eyes darted to Lucy for confirmation.

“I’ll take Funyuns every week,” she declared.

I sucked my cheeks in to keep from smiling. I was seconds from correcting her, when he replied with his own smirk. “You drive a hard bargain, kid. How many weeks do I have to do this before I earn your forgiveness?”

“Five!” She held out all five fingers and thrust them up toward him. “And it’s not kid. It’s Lucy. Say it with me. Lou-see. Lucy!”

“I’ll stop calling you kid when you stop calling me demon worshipper.”

Lucy rolled her eyes. “I already know you’re Elijah.”

“All right, then it’s settled,” he said. “Lucy.”

She giggled, and he glanced at me. I quickly lost my smile. “We need to hurry,” I said to Lucy so Elijah would know. “I’m going to be late for work.”

He took another step backward, pinning me with a stare I couldn’t quite decipher. I thought I had him pegged as a jerk, but now he was a puzzle all over again. He couldn’t possibly be into me. That much was obvious. The only thing it could be was a guilty conscience.

I walked around the opened doors of my car and buckled Eli into his car seat. He let out a deep sigh. “Come on, Lucy.” I also caught sight of Elijah still standing there watching us as I grabbed her hand and led her around the car.

“Remember my Funyuns,” she told him.

“I’ll remember.” His voice was almost thoughtful when he spoke. After strapping her in, I shut the door and walked around again. “I’ll see ya around then.” He tossed his hand up.

I fidgeted with my hands before finally throwing mine up. “Okay. Bye.”

“See ya.”

See ya.

He really needed to stop saying that.

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