I stepped out of the car just as Monica came through the restaurant doors, tablet in hand, her hair in her usual messy bun and sunglasses perched dramatically on her head. She froze mid-step, eyebrows arched, a knowing smile spreading across her face.“Well, well,” Monica drawled, walking closer. “If it isn’t my favorite lovebirds. Crest, good morning.” Crest chuckled lightly through the open window. “Morning, Monica. Keeping your sister in line?”Monica shot me a grin. “Trying to. Though from the look of things, she’s the one being kept in line.” “Monica,” I warned, cheeks warming.“What?” She said innocently, raising her hands. “I’m just saying.”Crest was laughing now, shaking his head. “You two have a good day.” “We will.” Monica answered for both of us, waving dramatically as he drove off.As soon as his car turned the corner, Monica turned to me with a mischievous glint. “So,” she began, dragging out the word. “Dropped off at work, kissed goodbye in public, what’s next? Matc
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