“Sure, but if Amber asks, don’t tell her you’re waiting until you’ve found the perfect pants. You’re bound to get a lecture if you do.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Mia hesitated, but she was keen to know the answer to her next question. “Are they all… lesbians then?”

Josephine snickered. “Amber and Micky surely are. You’ll meet their better halves soon enough. I don’t know about Louise, but my money is on yes… or at least very likely.”

“You haven’t seen her with anybody?”

“No. Not someone she would have a romantic connection with, anyway.” Josephine studied Mia’s face. “Do I detect some interest?”

Mia shrugged. “I might need to take up yoga.”

“She’s in here every day so you should soon find out.” Josephine leaned over the table. “If you can’t find love in the Pink Bean, you won’t find it anywhere.” She gave a chuckle. “I met Caitlin here. Micky met Robin here. Working behind that counter will make you a veritable babe magnet.”

Mia leaned back. “Is that right? There’s power in that apron, heh?”

“You wouldn’t know it at first, but oh yes.” Josephine burst out into a full-on chuckle. “Speaking of babes.” Her lips widened into the brightest smile. “There’s Caitlin.”

Mia narrowed her eyes. “That’s Caitlin James.”

“My thoughts exactly when I first saw her walk in here, but sorry, she’s already taken.” Josephine rose and waited for Caitlin to arrive at their table.

“Hey, babe.” Caitlin ignored Mia completely, curved her arms around Josephine’s waist, and kissed her on the lips for long seconds. “I’m early.” Only then did she cast a glance in Mia’s direction. They were obviously still very much in the honeymoon period of their relationship, what with how they were still all over each other in public.

“You must be Mia,” Caitlin said. “Sheryl told me all about you.”

Mia wondered what Sheryl had said about her. She rose and shook Caitlin’s hand. Mia had read one of her books and had been thoroughly impressed. She’d had no idea that when Josephine mentioned her partner Caitlin, it was actually author and feminist icon Caitlin James, even though Josephine had mentioned that they were writing a book together.

“Pleasure to meet you, Miss James.”

“Miss James?” Caitlin sucked her bottom lip into her mouth for a split second. “No.” She shook her head. “It’s bad enough my girlfriend is twenty years younger than me and makes me feel old on a daily basis. My name is Caitlin.”

“It’s okay, babe. So far you haven’t had much trouble keeping up,” Josephine said and kissed Caitlin on the cheek.