Wade stared at Karen. There was something different about her, something he could not put a finger on. Was it Roger? Things didn't seem to be going well between them.
"I couldn't order for you because I didn't know what you'd like," he sipped his coffee and stared at her with interest. Karen smiled.
"No, I already had breakfast so I'm fine."
Wade nodded and placed his cup on the table with a gentle touch. His movements were smooth, but Karen found Roger's movements elegant.
She couldn't understand why she found herself thinking about him a lot these few days. He seemed to be just everywhere around her.
In the bathroom, bedroom, kitchen, garden, the list was endless, but nothing surprised her like Wade's question. "Are you and Roger back together?"
It was as if he knew w
