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I was determined to focus on the good stuff.

When I wandered through to the main house, I smelled coffee and bacon cooking, and heard Daisy’s infectious giggle.

I stepped into the sun-drenched room, and my gaze cut straight to Colt. My mouth went dry. He was standing at the stove, cooking in jeans, and a burgundy T-shirt. The sleeves were tight, cutting into his biceps.

I licked my lips. Why did the man have to look so good?

“Macy!” Daisy’s cry made me jolt.

Colt’s head whipped around. When his gaze dropped, skimming over my dress, I felt my body temperature skyrocket.

“Morning.” There, that sounded relatively normal.

Daisy bounced on her stool at the island. “Daddy’s making pancakes. His pancakes are soooo good.”

“Oh, I love pancakes.”

“I know.” Colt’s tone was gruff.

“Daddy said you needed pancakes.”

I felt a flush of warmth. “Thank you.”

“Coffee is fresh.” He tilted his head toward the pot.

I ruffled Daisy’s hair and circled the island. As I passed Colt, he shifted, his body brushing mine.

My pulse went crazy. His hand brushed my hip, squeezed.

“I like the dress.” Then he stepped back to the stove.

Trying to calm the raging butterflies in my belly, I headed for the coffee pot. Mmm, it smelled good.

Then I stumbled to a halt.

My favorite mug was sitting on the counter, with the handle glued back on. Tears pricked my eyes, and I sucked in a breath.

For a man who didn’t do relationships, he was pretty good at them.

“Macy? Are you okay?”

I turned my head and smiled at him. “Yes.” After pouring my coffee, I topped it off with creamer.

“You know, why bother with the coffee at all? Why don’t you just have a mug of creamer?”

I poked my tongue out at him and rejoined Daisy at the island.

As she ate her pancakes, the little girl babbled about her best friend, Leah, who had a dog called Milo. Apparently, Milo was the best dog in the world and could do tricks.

“Aren’t dogs great, Daddy?” She shot him a pleading look that I imagined was designed to hit every parent right where it hurt.

Colt grunted.

I took pity on him. “School starts soon.”

Daisy’s nose scrunched. “In a few days.” Her tone was resigned. “Our teachers have a few days at school without us, then we go back.”

“Then you get to see your friends every day.”

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