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- Author:Juliana Smith
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- Genre: Clean & Wholesome Romance
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Three years later
The elevator shook as I balanced a large pink box of Marlo’s doughnuts
on my right shoulder and hefted my messenger bag up on my left. When the
door dinged open on the eighth floor, I was met with the smell of freshly
copied paper and a slight hint of mildew from our poorly insulated
workspace. Despite the effort, modern light fixtures and boho rugs couldn’t
mask what was likely growing behind the walls.
I shifted the doughnut box so I could open the door to West Oak
Publishing. Upon entry, a voice I had come to know all too well rang out
from down the hall.
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“You promised I would get to do it this time!”
“No, I said I would think about letting you do it.”
At our cluster of desks, Nathan and Layla shoved at each other to get a
better look at the desk in front of them. About once a week, they argued
over who would get to shred the papers we didn’t need anymore. Usually,
being the dad of the group—a role I did not go out of my way to possess
and have tried to shed numerous times—I had to facilitate the conversation,
which was more like confrontation.
“Good morning you two,” I said through a yawn, stepping past them and
rounding my desk. My voice was still groggy from waking up later than
usual.
Layla shoved her hip against Nathan, pushing him back a step so she
could reach the shred pile. She beamed at me, her big, brown doe eyes
bright, and sucked in a breath. Before she could speak, though, she caught
sight of the notorious pink box in my hands.
“Is that Marlo’s?”
They were her favorite, and although we typically only had doughnuts on
Fridays, every now and then I liked to surprise her.
Without answering, I opened the pink lid, putting the cinnamon sugar
doughnuts in their perfect packaging on display. At that moment, I think a
spotlight shone from the ceiling just for them. They deserved it for sure.
“You got the apple cider one, too, right?” Layla scrutinized me with
narrowed eyes and one brow cocked, as if I didn’t already know her favorite
flavor of heavenly fried dough circles.
“Like I would ever tease you like that.” I smiled down at her.
Today, she was wrapped in a long skirt and a button down with a
cardigan. Despite the forecasted eighty-degree day ahead of us, Layla was
dressed, as usual, like it was mid-November. She once complained to Janise
that the office was too cold, to which Janise replied, “I’ll adjust the
temperature as soon as you tell me who drew the obscene phallic picture in
the women’s bathroom stall.”
Let’s just say the indoor climate was not mentioned again.
With a clap, Layla jumped up and down. “This totally makes up for the
morning I’ve had. Janise has been on my case since I got here.”
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