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Yes.

His response came a few seconds later.

Good.

I waited for something else.

Nothing came.

I stared at the screen.

That’s it?

Nope.

A knock sounded at my door.

My head lifted.

I looked toward the entryway, then back at my phone.

Another knock.

Ellis.

Luna.

By the time I got off the couch, I was smiling.

I left the book on the cushion and made my way to the door. When I opened it, Ellis was standing on the other side with a brown paper bag in one hand.

“Hi.”

I leaned against the doorframe. “What are you doing here?”

He lifted the bag. “Bringing you food.”

“Why?”

“Because I bought food.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

“It answers enough of it.”

I looked at the bag, then at him.

“What is it?”

“Move and find out.”

“You’re bossy.”

“And you’re blocking the door.”

Ellis walked past me like showing up at my house on a Wednesday evening with dinner was something we’d been doing forever.

Maybe that was why I liked it more than I expected to.