I miss Eric.
I miss him most when he’s being all flirty in taxi cabs.
For some reason this passage is alarmingly sexy to me:
He heard the static in her laugh. He bit her thumb knuckle and opened the door and they stepped across the sidewalk to the coffee shop near the corner.
Maybe I’m just jealous because I want him to take me to breakfast. Regardless…raise your hand if you miss Packinson like I do? Raise your other hand if you’re hungry for something thick and chewy?
Yeah. That’s what I thought. 😉