Chapter Seven
“Why did I agree to get up this early just to see you?” Rose joked as she barely stifled a wide yawn.
Heath grinned. “It’s only nine a.m.”
“You’re a morning person, I’m not.” She yawned again, and Heath laughed.
Rose had agreed to meet Heath for coffee that Sunday at The Rise and Shine, the bakery Megan Thornton—née Flannigan—owned and ran. Rose had only been here a few times; working at The Fainting Goat, she tended to get up late and return home in the wee hours of the morning.
“I’m not a morning person,” Heath replied, “but I’ve been getting up early for work so many years now that I can’t break the habit.”
“I’ve never had that problem.”
“Why does that not shock me?”
Rose stuck out her tongue right as Jubilee Thornton placed their two coffees and muffins in front o
