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Sarah sits down on the couch and looks over at Agatha. “You don’t have to go, you know. Not because of me.”
Agatha grins at her. “Oh, don’t feel bad. Ian’s brothers are staying over at his place, and we’re going to have a movie marathon tonight. Besides, I was planning to go there anyway; Fergus is too bossy.”
I frown. “I am not!”
Agatha rolls her eyes at Sarah, who giggles, sobering up immediately when I glare at her.
“I’ll whip up something for you.” I shake my head at the two women and roll up my sleeves. Seeing the way Sarah eyes my forearms, I raise a brow, amused. “Keep it in your pants, Rivers.”
Agatha flings her arm around Sarah. “Don’t talk to my girl like that.”
“Yeah!” Sarah agrees, bobbing her head up and down enthusiastically.
Laughing, I leave them to their devices, take out some vegetables from the fridge, and start chopping them. I overhear Agatha ask Sarah about her work, and I realize that I never bothered to learn much about her.
Maybe ‘bothered’ is too harsh a term.
We simply never got the time. It was one incident after the other. But now with Sarah living here, I would get more opportunities to get to know her better.
My eyes flicker to where Sarah sits huddled on the sofa with Agatha, and I feel glad that Agatha is making an effort to befriend her. From what I know about Sarah, she never had the time to form close female friendships.
Agatha has an idea of what is happening in Sarah’s life, but she hasn’t broached the subject, for which I feel relieved. As I walk over to them with some snacks, I overhear her say with pride in her voice, “He always loved cooking, so Philip pushed him to make it into a career. Fergus has studied in a lot of culinary schools. He even went to Le Cordon Bleu in Paris. They liked him so much that one of their top chefs offered him a job in one of his restaurants. He was there for two years.”
Sarah sounds astonished. “Then why is he running a bar here?”
Agatha shrugs. “He likes bartending. He’s got a whole chain of restaurants as well. He divides time between all of them.”
She frowns. “Although, once he starts expanding again, he can’t do that anymore.”
“Who’s Philip?”
I put down the bowl in front of the two of them. “Philip is Agatha’s brother. He’s on his honeymoon these days. You’ll meet him soon enough.”
Leaving them alone, I return to the stir fry noodles.
Women had come and gone from my life, and I had never held more than a casual affection for them. Sarah is different.
She matters.
And it blows me away how easy she makes it for me to love her.
My knife freezes mid-air.
Woah. Where did that come from?
I don't love Sarah.
I glance in her direction, where she is talking to Agatha, waving her arms in the air, her expression animated, and my chest grows warm.
However, I am distracted from my thoughts when the sound of the front door opening has all of us looking up.
Ian is wearing a suit with a long camel-colored trench coat that tells me he came directly from the office. Zayn has his usual leather pants on, and I wonder what dragged him away from his club.
I raise a brow. “Just because you have keys doesn’t mean you can barge in whenever.”
Ian grins. “Then don’t give us keys to your place. Hi, Agatha. You look lovely, as always.”
Agatha bats her eyes. “I know.”
