It was a few days since their wonderful night, Polly still buzzing a little from the good feelings. She hadn’t seen much of Declan, at least in that way. They were both so busy with work they could only catch a few hours here and there. Everything would change on the weekend.

“Lovely,” Rick said, as Polly iced a fresh batch of sweet treats. Getting ready to write her name on them.

“Thank you, kind sir.”

“How’s it going back here,” ...