Page 64 of Lemon Pound Cake Club

After the call, I set my phone on the counter and looked out the window again. Across the street, I saw Camille step onto her front porch with a watering can.

She watered the flowers she had planted just yesterday, moving slowly as if she wanted to make sure they were still there. I watched her for a moment longer, then went upstairs.

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"What are you wearing?"

I turned around and saw Zaire standing in our bedroom doorway.

"You scared me."

"Sorry."

He looked at the yellow sundress I had just put on.

"You look good."

"I hope so."

"You going somewhere?"

"Camille invited me over for lunch."

He rested against the doorframe.

"At her house?"

I nodded.

"Interesting."

I met his eyes in the mirror.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"That wasn't a 'nothing' face."

He almost smiled.

"I just figured she'd need a few days after yesterday."

"So did I."

"Be careful."

I smiled.

"I'm just eating lunch."

"I know."

His face turned serious as he came further into the room.

"Don't let emotions make you impatient."

I turned from the mirror.