Chapter 53 Kisses Over Coffee

• "Elena, there's no we involved here," Charles said about five minutes later, his large hands wrapped around a mug of freshly made coffee.
• He had slumped down on my couch and was leaning back, looking at the ceiling. "You already have people following you. We don't know who those donuts were targeting. I don't want there to be anything else."
• I sat next to him with my own cup and leaned against the cushions. "Okay, but I don't want to stop working on my story."