Sophia’s POV

“God this coffee is hitting just right but my stomach is twisting in knots already,” I said as I took another sip trying to keep my voice steady at the patio table.

Ben was still standing there with that mug in his big hand, his eyes burning into me while Olivia laughed and pulled out another chair like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Alex wandered out from the kitchen door a minute later scratching his chest under his shirt and yawning.

“Morning everyone. Smells good out here. You starting without me babe?” Alex asked dropping a quick kiss on my cheek before grabbing the...