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“Maybe I should start with being her friend,” he says, cracking a smile.

“Couldn’t hurt,” I say with a shrug.

“Couldn’t it?” He asks me quietly, and I think about it.

Has being Lilliana’s friend been painful? Sometimes. Especially when we were teenagers. Wanting her this badly and not being able to be with her in the way that I want has hurt.

“Sometimes,” I say finally.

We’re silent for a minute, watching as the traffic drives by on the icy roads.

“Well, it’s not like I can ask Ford either. Cameron came into the diner this morning when I was there, and he almost tripped over his own feet trying to get to her table.”

I snort, not at all surprised.

“Yeah, I guess the two of us don’t really have much luck with the ladies,” I sigh.

“I don’t know about that. You’ve done the hard part and found your soulmates. Now you just need to figure out how to get them to see that.”

“That feels like the hard part,” I grumble, and he laughs.

“Maybe you’re right,” he agrees.

“You’ll figure it out,” I assure him, and he nods.

“Thanks, man. I’ll let you get back to work. Good luck tonight.”

“Thanks. I’ll see you later.”

He waves and heads back to his truck while I get back to work. It’s only noon now, and I have a few things left to do here before I head home and clean up. I’m hoping to be at Lilliana’s apartment by six tonight to take her out to dinner, but I have a feeling that I won’t be able to wait that long to see her again.

I grab my phone and smile when I see that she responded to my good morning text.

Foster:Did you sleep in?

Lilliana: A little bit. I was so tired!

Foster: Glad that you got some rest then. Are we still on for dinner tonight?

Lilliana: Yep! I’m going out to lunch with Cameron right now, but then I’ll be free for the rest of the day.

Foster: Have fun with Cameron. I’ll see you later.

Lilliana: See you!

I tossmy phone back onto the cart next to the car that I was working on and take a deep breath. I try to focus on work as I climb back under the car, but all I can think about is seeing Lilliana again.

By four, I throw in the towel, close up my shop, and head home. It’s time to get cleaned up and then to go get my girl.

SIX

Lilliana

“Crap!”I grumble when I look outside and realize that I never returned the U-Haul. I had forgotten about it when I first woke up, too busy getting settled into my new apartment. I had meant to run errands today too, but then inspiration had struck, and I spent most of the afternoon sketching out a new design.

I grab my keys and head downstairs, determined to return the trailer and then maybe grab some groceries. I slide behind the wheel and I’m about to start it when Foster’s truck pulls up behind me.

“Where are you off to?” He asks me, leaning against my driver’s side door.

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