“My life wasn’t glamorous, or exciting, or even overly social, but it was mine. Comfortable. I read my books, fed my cats, went to work, and enjoyed my quiet evenings at home. As a bonus, I have you and a few friends to keep me company. That’s what I need again. This love stuff?” I lifted a shoulder. “Let’s leave it for the romance novels. There’s a reason they live in the fiction section.”
