““Come on, Will,” Holly said as she trailed after him into the kitchen. “You know this is a good plan.” “You know it is,” Shelby chimed in, following them. “Would you at least let me make a cup of coffee before we discuss this juvenile idiocy?” he grumbled. Striding over to the counter, he clicked on the coffeemaker and then grabbed a mug from the cabinet over the sink. “You guys want any?” he offered. Both women shook their heads, then waited patiently as he fixed himself a cup of black coffee, but he could see the unrestrained enthusiasm in their eyes. Leaning against the fridge, he gulped down the scalding liquid and waited for the java to do its thing. Almost instantly he felt alert, his mind sharpened by the caffeine. But while the sharp mind should’ve kick-started his usually superb common sense, he still found himself intrigued by the women’s outlandish plan.””
