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It was way more comfortable than the one in her office at home.
Claire sent Blake a humored expression. “Do I need to start an incident log to keep track of all office thefts?”
“Only if she gets past me.”
Devon sent him an arched brow. “Is that a challenge?”
Claire laughed as she crossed the room. She set the folder on Blake’s desk, gave them a parting wave, and disappeared down the hall.
“I like her,” Devon remarked after Claire left.
“Best decision we’ve made all week.” Blake paused. “Well, second-best. Bringing you here tops the list.”
Her lips curved. “Nice save.”
“I do try.”
A few minutes later, Janie appeared carrying a paper bag and two drinks. “I come bearing food.”
“Thank God.” Blake stood and met her halfway.
Janie laughed. “I was up front, talking to Claire when your food arrived, so I volunteered to deliver it.” Janie handed Blake the bag and one of the drinks. “I’m assuming this one is yours.” She went over to where Devon had just stood.
“How do you know this one’s mine?” Devon took the disposable cup from her friend.
“It’s marked diet.” Janie grinned.
“I drink diet,” Blake challenged. He followed it up with a mumbled, “Sometimes.”
Both women laughed as Devon set the cup down and pulled her friend into a quick hug. She hadn’t realized how badly she needed this. For months, they’d been reduced to phone calls and video chats, so she was taking advantage of their time together while she could.
“You okay?” Janie whispered softly.
“Getting there.”
And for the first time in months, Devon felt like she really was.
“Good.” Janie stepped back and studied her face. “You look better than you did this morning.”
“That’s all thanks to the coffee.”
“I’m an excellent host,” Blake announced.
“You didn’t make the coffee.” Devon turned his way.
“Couldn’t have made it if I hadn’t had it in my cabinet.” He shrugged. “I’m just sayin’.”
Janie’s gaze bounced between them, and her mouth began to curve. Devon recognized the look.
“Don’t,” she warned her friend quietly.
“I haven’t said a word.”
“Your face said it for you.”
Blake brought Devon her sandwich and chips, apparently oblivious to the women’s conversation.
“I’m going to see if Emmett’s heard anything more from Boone while you two catch up.”
