74|Give Me Time

An hour later, dressed in a powder blue pantsuit and white sneakers, the most business casual outfit she could find in her wardrobe, Marybeth was ready to tackle her Thursday.

She was surprised to find Austin and Orlando zooming around the kitchen, preparing breakfast.

"Orlando, the toast is ready!" he said while he worked the coffee machine. "Beth, your usual coffee?"

She nodded and placed her stuff on the counter. "Can I help with anything?"

Austin shook his head, pointing at the dining table where Orlando had already placed their plates and cutlery, "no; just sit over there!"

Marybeth pulled out a chair, sat down, and watched the father-daughter duo prep what was beginning to smell a lot like a full-spread breakfast.

Sitting there, she couldn't help but think how much sexier Austin was when he was just being a dad to his six-year-old.

"Quit thinking with your coochie again!" she warned herself.

Determined to double down on her efforts to remain immune to Austin, she focused all her