Chapter Five

Jane waltzed around the kitchen, humming a happy tune to herself the next morning when I woke up. She was walking on air, and I couldn't help but smile as I watched her.

She was twitterpated.

I went to the coffee pot to find it empty. The bag of coffee next to it was empty as well.

“Where's the coffee?” I asked, opening a cabinet to look for more.

“We're out,” Jane said, still dancing around the kitchen with a goofy-happy smile on her face.

“And you're still happy?” I asked. “With no coffee? He must be a heck of a guy.”

Jane grinned. “He texted me this morning. We're discussing watercolors.”

I shook my head. Only Jane would be over the moon about discussing watercolors at eight in the morning with no coffee in sight.

“Jane, I need coffee. I need caffeine,” I told her. “I'm going to order some from the cafe. Want to come with me to get it?”

Jane spun around the kitchen to pick up my phone. She curtsied as she handed it to me. I wished I could be in that good of a mood without coffee. “