9
Leo
A week after I almost killed her surfing, Teegan comes into the shop after lunch sporting a huge grin.
“Did you just see Ryan Gosling or something?” I ask, watching the needle poke through the black fabric on Mrs. Winters’ dog’s bikini.
Unable to get the smile off her face, she shakes her head. “Better.”
“Better than Ryan Gosling?” I raise my eyebrows. I thought all women thought there was nothing better than Ryan Gosling. Something to do with that stupid Notebook movie.
“Yep.” She glances down and takes one giant leap over Cooper and seeks out her usual stool. He perks his head up for a second and then plops it back down. “Polka dots?”
I continue working the thread through the fabric. “Mrs. Winters loves her polka dots.” The worst part is sewing the appliqués on the clothes b
