Page 154 of The Me I Left Behind

How was my summer?Oh, the usual—death, scandal, possible murder…You wouldn’t believe it if I told you.She met his gaze. “It was…eventful.”

“Sounds like you have stories to tell.”

“Perhaps.” She grinned back, suddenly feeling a little shy.Are we flirting?“Honestly? I’m glad summer is over. I’m looking forward to a fresh start this fall.”

He grinned again. “Fresh starts areneveroverrated.”

“Unlike love at first sight, or so I’ve heard.”

Tilting his head, Andy seemed to give that a thought, then chuckled. “Coffee later? After class?”

“That depends.”

“On?”

“You feel up to listening to a story or two?”

His eyes widened, and he held her gaze. “I’m intrigued.”

That’s a good thing. Right?Okay, Maggie, go out on the limb. “You know of a hole-in-the-wall place with super-strong java? Because, that would be like, my kind of place.”

He narrowed his gaze. “You mean the kind of place where third grade parents hang out to get to know each other?”

“Yeah.” She grinned. “That kind of place.”

“Fresh coffee, fresh start?”

She nodded. “I’m in.”