“I’m pretty sure she didn’t,” Lou said with a small voice. “And I would appreciate it if I didn’t have to run your errands, Micky.”

Micky knitted her brows together. “What’s gotten into you?”

“She’s right, Micky.” Amber came to her rescue. “We should ask Mia ourselves.” She rose. “But now we really have to go. See you later, Lou.”

Lou breathed in and out deeply, feeling as if she’d dodged a bullet, even if it had meant being rude to Micky and in front of Amber no less. She was still trying to make an excellent impression on her new bosses and talking back like that was probably not the best way to do that. But Lou would be damned if she’d do Micky’s bidding on this. If it had been anyone else, of course, she would have gladly offered them a free lesson and given them information on the benefits of yoga, but not Mia Miller. Anyone but her.

Lou sneaked a glance at her. She allowed her gaze to drift to the table a few feet away from her for just a fraction of a second but, of course, just then, Mia looked up from her conversation with Kristin, and sent her the most excruciating smile. It was a well-meant smile, Lou was sure about that. But it was a little late for good intentions. Besides, Mia still had no clue of who she was. Lou couldn’t help but wonder what Mia would say if she did.

Lou didn’t smile back but instead gathered her belongings and headed out.

“Leaving already?” Jo asked. “I was getting ready to prepare your second caffeine shot of the morning.”

“I have some errands to run before my next class.” Lou rushed past the counter without asking Jo when she would find the time for class again. It had been a while since she’d last seen her on a mat.

Chapter Three

“Do you have time for lunch in your busy schedule some time this week?” Mia asked Jo. “We’re going to be working together so I’d like to invite you.”

“How about a quick bite now?” Josephine hung her apron on the hook of the back door. “I’m starving and off duty.”

“That would be great.”

“I’m meeting my partner Caitlin and our publisher here in an hour anyway, so it suits me just fine.”

“Your publisher?” Mia continued to be amazed by Josephine.

“Caitlin and I are writing a book together.”

“Is there anything you don’t do?” Mia asked.

“A great many things.” Josephine shot her a wink and they went back into the shop to fetch some food and find a table.

Once they’d sat down and Mia had had time to parse Josephine’s words, she said, “You really are a Jill of all trades.”