Pete bellowed out in laughter as he steered his car toward the direction of his company.
"Coffee, really?" He chuckled amusedly, still in disbelief at his actions. Where the hell had that idea come from?
There he was in his shower stall, ruminating on how deftly she had been trying to evade him and pondering on ways he could turn their perfunctory conversation into more engaging ones, and suddenly he had thought about coffee.
He had not been certain about it, but walking into the cafeteria after picking up Maddy and Max, he found himself ordering two cups of his favorite coffee.
He had thought there was no way he'd let her evade him this morning, and there it was, their first real conversation and the first real smile she had tossed his way.
