“That’s all there is to it?” Eric’s eyes narrowed as he pressed for more.
“What else would there be?” Hadley shot back, still not understanding where he was going with this.
Alright.
Eric quickly figured it out—it was just some guy with an unrequited crush. A smirk tugged at his lips as he crouched down, easily hoisting a box. “Quit standing around. Come give me a hand.”
“Alright.”
Hadley walked over, her thoughts lingering. Since when had she asked for his help?
Eric had already balanced two boxes in his arms and motioned toward her. “Stack the flour on top. You’re carrying those two bags of fruit.”
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