Since the Saint Patrick’s Day fiasco Zoe had thrown herself into being as busy as she could. Between working every waking hour, or focusing her energy onto the new puppy she’d done everything she could to not be left alone with her thoughts. Or the feelings that had bubbled up. The downside to that had been that she had found herself without time to see the people that she really did care about and Phillip had fallen into that category. Though now she felt bad about that, wanting to make it up to the man in the best way she knew how. Knocking on the door there was a sheepish smile on her face as it opened and she held up the bottle of wine. “I come with wine?”
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