As per his habit Mike Lane stood just outside the door of Café Americana, watching regular early morning customers faithfully order their usual breakfasts. Of course, he had another motive for his sentry duty, but the lady in question had not yet arrived.
Feels like we're coming full circle here.
“Great. So,” Mike asked hesitantly, “what plans do you have for the evening?”
Awww, he's like a shy teenager!
Still, he could not help but feel that the man was invading his territory – spending time with *his* lady.
Heh.
“This is one of my famous breakfast brioches, so light and fluffy it will melt *before* the bread touches your tongue.”
“Minx! I’m taking you home before we skip the wedding and everything else!”
Ha!!!
Wonderfully WAFFy tale! Grace and Mike are too cute together. I look forward to The Globe when you start to post!
Summertime is the best! But when it comes to writing, projects get pushed back a bit! Many thanks to HappyGirl for going through and helping with my grammar. I plan on singing the 'Than/Then song from now on!
