Chapter 4: Love and Scrambled EggsZachary slumped on one of the white chairs by the table. His annoyance with Andre subsided as he took in the place. Not much had changed since he’d last been there…years ago. The benchtop was still the same screaming turquoise he remembered, and it made him smile. It was good to be home.
Jen wasn’t the same, though, and no wonder. He’d heard about Phil passing away and leaving her with their little boy and the café.
“I never thought you two would get back together.” Jen grinned at them as she poured the coffee, and that sinking feeling was back in Zachary’s gut.
“We’re not.” He tried not to growl, but hated Andre a little for not correcting the assumption. “We’re just…I’m just…” Zachary glanced at Andre before continuing. “I just came back, and I didn’t
