"Last Saturday, I think? I'm not even sure how it happened, but the whole squirrel thing is kind of creepy," Beau grumbled, albeit with less heat than usual, so it sounded more like whining than she'd ever admit to. "Anyway. Food, huh? I'll make a note of that."

You were going to end up getting so many snacks, Karolina. So many.

And okay, that cute little pout had only lasted a moment or two, but Beau had the unprompted impulse to lean down for a quick kiss anyway, as if she had to make up for causing it in the first place. Why? She didn't know, but it seemed to make sense.