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HANNAH WOKE UP the next morning to Blake’s ringtone and smiled sleepily as she answered. “Hey, you okay?”

“Tired, but yeah. Had to call my landlord in the middle of the night to fix the door, which was fun. Did I wake you?”

She squinted her eyes and looked at the clock. It was almost ten. “Nope, I was awake.”

“Liar. I was going to see if you wanted to go with me today to pick out a new mattress and appliances.”

Hannah sat up a little at that. He wanted to see her again? Flopping onto her back, she said, “I’d love to.”

“Good. I’ll give you forty-five minutes, and I’ll even bring breakfast and caffeine.”

“Grande nonfat, single-shot caramel macchiato, hot.”

His deep chuckle radiated through the phone and sent a shiver down her spine.

“Anything for you.”

He hung up the phone, and Hannah lay there for a minute or two before she dragged her butt out of bed and let Milo out to go potty. Then, she hopped in the shower and pulled on her clothes, finishing the outfit off with one of the scarves her mom had brought her last night.

She twisted her wet hair into a bun and dialed her parents.

“Hello?” her mother answered.

“Hey, Mom.”

“Well, good morning.”

Hannah rolled her eyes at her mom’s sarcastic tone. “All right, are you going to be a brat, or do you want to hear about my date?”

“Are you sure you want to tell me?”

“Going to hang up.”

“Oh, fine. I suppose we should have called.”

Hannah let the rest go. “Thank you.”

“You were saying?”

Hannah told her mother about most of the date—some things just weren’t fit for a mother’s ears—and then about the break-in at Blake’s.

“So, we’re going shopping for some of the things that were ruined or stolen from his apartment.”

“Well, I am glad he’s okay, but you make sure you don’t go over to his apartment if it’s that dangerous.”

There was a knock on her door, and Milo went wild, barking up a storm.

“Hey, Mom, he’s here, so I gotta go. Give Dad my love.”

“I will. Tell Blake hi for us.”

Hannah hung up the phone and snorted. Yeah, she’d skip that.

She opened the door to find Blake holding a white pastry bag and a drink carrier. He was in his usual casual clothing and hat.

“Morning.”

Blake gave her a kiss as he stepped inside. “Morning, beautiful.”

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