Chapter 18
Steph gritted her teeth as she walked away from Kim, determined to keep her embarrassment and confusion to herself.
She turned left into a cozy and gorgeous reading nook tucked under the stairs, one she’d admired but never spent time in before. Two adorable loveseats the exact dark green as the juniper bushes outside her parents’ house fit perfectly into the space. Every possible inch inside—extending well past the width of the steps overhead—was loaded with books, of course.
A curvy Art Deco coffee table with geometric patterns of inlaid wood had her wishing for more tea, solitude, and an unlimited time to settle in and read.
Mainly meaning she didn’t want to worry about Kim walking around the corner and surprising her.
The same way she’d surprised her showing up outside h
