“Mia arrived at the teen center with Hope, both career woman and Goth kid sticking out like a sore thumb, but at least Hope smiled at him and appeared happy to see him. He couldn’t say the same about Mia, who signed Hope in, then headed back toward her car with only a single long look. Because he’d already established he was an idiot, he followed her, then blocked her way when she would have slid into her car and driven off without a word, without a smile. Reaching out, he touched the sm...all, nearly healed burn over her missing eyebrow. She closed her eyes, then opened them. “Kevin—” “Humor me. How are you doing?” “Fine.” She certainly looked it, with her perfect makeup, her hair shiny and tamed, her suit dress cut in a way that screamed I am woman, hear me roar. She even let out a tight smile, though it didn’t come close to reaching her eyes.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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