Chapter 25 – Part Two. Inappropriate Conversations and Revelations.
Ruth felt excitement bubble up in her stomach as the minute hand on her clock ticked to 12:30, knowing that once more she would be going to lunch with Devon. Sure enough, he walked through her door.
“Carvery or Italian?” he asked, a delicious smirk on his lips.
“Either, thank you,” Ruth’s breath hitched, but she managed to give him a nonchalant smile, to mask her rampant hormones, grabbing her bag that was hanging on the back of her chair.
She really wasn’t bothered where they ate, just that they were returning to normal. She had missed their conversations, the easy friendship that they had developed. She had missed him, but she was trying not to dwell on the reason, especially after the almost kiss.
“Carvery, I
