Present Day
Celia had tried to apologize to Darcy for leaving her in a lurch yesterday and being late today, but Darcy wouldn’t hear it.
“You work here seven days a week,” Darcy said with a wave of her hand. “You can take a day off every now and then. The kitchen won’t burn down.”
Still, Celia couldn’t shake the guilt. She hated shirking her duties.
Darcy had pressed for details about Lucas, but Celia had kept mostly quiet. She had enjoyed her afternoon and evening with him, even if he’d left her rather sore. She couldn’t find the words to explain how much she’d missed him, or how it suddenly felt like she couldn’t get enough of him now that he was back.
And then there was the way he’d stormed in to stand up to his father. Just thinking about it made her heart flutter. He had promised
