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SERAPHINA
The next day, Noah took me to Huck’s in Pismo Beach, the same place we’d met the morning my mom first told me my sister was missing. It felt like a lifetime ago.
“What sounds good to you?” Noah asked.
“I always get the same thing. I love their Cajun omelet.”
He smiled and shook his head.
“What?”
“It’s the same thing I always order. The last time I ate here—which was after the guys and I went surfing, not the morning I met you—I wondered if you liked spicy food.”
“You thought about me?”
Noah slid out of the opposite side of the booth, sat next to me, and picked up his menu.
“What was that all about?”
“When I think about you, I always wish you were beside me.”
“I always wish you were beside me too.”
He shook his head and took a sip of coffee. “Let me ask you something.”
“Okay.”
“What happens when Cooley gets kicked out of office?”
“What do you mean?”
“Who takes his place?”
I shrugged. “That’s up to the county commissioners. They’ll appoint either an interim or permanent replacement. Permanent until the next election, of course.”
“Would you want the job?”
Noah’s question stunned me. All I’d thought about over the last several days was how soon I could get out of there. “I don’t know.”
“You’d be good at it.”
I smiled. “You don’t know I would be. You’re just saying that because you kinda like me.”
“Kinda?” He draped his arm across the back of the booth. “It’s way beyond kinda, Sera.”
“It is for me too.”
He leaned forward to kiss me when we heard someone clear her throat. “Sorry to interrupt, kids, but I’ve got two Cajun omelets for ya.”
“Thanks, Barb,” said Noah, quickly kissing my cheek.
We both dove into our meals, but Noah’s question about whether I’d want Cooley’s job raced through my mind. I was the lead ADA, so I’d most likely be named interim—if I was still there. I’d have to clean house, no doubt about that. There were few there I would feel comfortable working with, knowing someone had put two cameras and several bugs in my apartment and the same person or someone else had monitored my actions and conversations.
“You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?”
I put my head on Noah’s shoulder and smiled. “I am.” My phone rang, and as much as I wanted to ignore it, there were several reasons I hadn’t silenced it. “I should take this,” I said when I saw my mom was calling.
“Your sister is having a very bad morning. Last night too,” she said after I stepped outside to take her call.
