The only difference, p.5
The Only Difference,
p.5
"You left pretty early this morning."
I nodded. "Yeah. I had to get back."
She bit her lip. "I was hoping you'd stay around, but since you left, I figured you'd be here."
"Sorry," I muttered.
"Sorry enough to take me to breakfast?"
I smiled. "For you? Yeah. It's a date."
She grinned and looped her arm through mine. "I like the sound of that."
Magan Vernon, The Only Difference











