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you text me to join you here?” She tried to act all matter-of-fact. “You said something about a proposition.”
“I’m glad you asked. Since you helped me indirectly on my professional goals by recommending this place, I want to help you.”
“You do? How?” She studied his wide smile. What was he up to? Whatever it was, he looked like the cat that swallowed the canary.
“Open your catering business here.”
“What?”
“Your professional goal. Get started here.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“Why not? The kitchen’s ready. The inn won’t be open for business until next spring, but you could launch this winter if you want.”
Abby studied him. What Brandon proposed was certainly intriguing, for several reasons—one of which being they’d be spending a lot of time together. Bad idea, Abby.
“There’s also plenty of office and storage space on the second floor,” Brandon continued. “This place would be perfect for you. I’m not planning on serving anything more than casual food that wouldn’t require a large cooking staff, so you’d have virtually the entire kitchen for your events.”
He grabbed her hand again and led her out the kitchen and back to the bay window. “Your customers could hold their events on the property if they wanted. There’s plenty of room in front of the house to even put up a party tent.”
A rush of excitement surged through her. He was right; there was a lot of space close to the water. It could definitely work. “I don’t know. Emma and I really haven’t talked about our finances. I mean, where would I get the money to pay you to rent the space?”
He grinned. “I think we could work something out.”
That statement caused her body to tingle. “What did you have in mind?”
“You and Emma could help Jason and me with the renovations. I’ll hire contractors for the big stuff, but having a female touch would be good.”
Her cousin would like that. The kitchen space was exactly what she and Emma would need for large orders. Could she really work under the same roof with him? “This probably isn’t a good idea,” she answered her internal question out loud.
“Are you kidding? It’s a great idea. Hey, you can even have the third floor to practice your spells or whatever witches do.” Brandon laughed. “Maybe we could have a Batter Up night for bachelorettes.”
“First, the Batter Up spell only works on bachelors. Second, I don’t need a place to practice. It’s not like I own a cauldron or even a black pointed hat.”
He gave her ponytail a playful yank. “You’d look cute in one.” Stepping back, he folded his arms. “So, Abby Stevens, do we have a deal?”
“Can I think about it? I mean, I really should talk to Emma.”
“Sure.” Glancing down at his watch, he moved across the room. “Damn. I didn’t realize what time it was. I’ve got to shower before my date.”
“You have a date?” She didn’t mean to pry but the question flew out before she could reel it back in.
“Yeah.” He led them out of the house where Jasper greeted them with his wagging tail. “I’m working on those personal goals we talked about, too.”
“You’ve been busy,” Abby said flatly, untying the dog’s leash. The thought of Brandon spending this evening with another woman was causing a wave of nausea to thrust around in her stomach.
Dejected, she headed to her car with Jasper, while Brandon took off back down the road for his cottage. She’d offered him a ride, but he declined, saying he had too much energy and needed to burn some of it off.
Before he made it to the road, she called out his name.
He turned and flashed her a smile while jogging in place. “Forget something?”
“About your proposition.”
“Yes?”
“Deal.”
Chapter 7
B randon checked his reflection and headed into the Buttermilk Tavern to meet his date. Sitting at a table close to the window was a pretty blonde. Must be her. If the fact that she was all dolled up
“I’m glad you asked. Since you helped me indirectly on my professional goals by recommending this place, I want to help you.”
“You do? How?” She studied his wide smile. What was he up to? Whatever it was, he looked like the cat that swallowed the canary.
“Open your catering business here.”
“What?”
“Your professional goal. Get started here.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“Why not? The kitchen’s ready. The inn won’t be open for business until next spring, but you could launch this winter if you want.”
Abby studied him. What Brandon proposed was certainly intriguing, for several reasons—one of which being they’d be spending a lot of time together. Bad idea, Abby.
“There’s also plenty of office and storage space on the second floor,” Brandon continued. “This place would be perfect for you. I’m not planning on serving anything more than casual food that wouldn’t require a large cooking staff, so you’d have virtually the entire kitchen for your events.”
He grabbed her hand again and led her out the kitchen and back to the bay window. “Your customers could hold their events on the property if they wanted. There’s plenty of room in front of the house to even put up a party tent.”
A rush of excitement surged through her. He was right; there was a lot of space close to the water. It could definitely work. “I don’t know. Emma and I really haven’t talked about our finances. I mean, where would I get the money to pay you to rent the space?”
He grinned. “I think we could work something out.”
That statement caused her body to tingle. “What did you have in mind?”
“You and Emma could help Jason and me with the renovations. I’ll hire contractors for the big stuff, but having a female touch would be good.”
Her cousin would like that. The kitchen space was exactly what she and Emma would need for large orders. Could she really work under the same roof with him? “This probably isn’t a good idea,” she answered her internal question out loud.
“Are you kidding? It’s a great idea. Hey, you can even have the third floor to practice your spells or whatever witches do.” Brandon laughed. “Maybe we could have a Batter Up night for bachelorettes.”
“First, the Batter Up spell only works on bachelors. Second, I don’t need a place to practice. It’s not like I own a cauldron or even a black pointed hat.”
He gave her ponytail a playful yank. “You’d look cute in one.” Stepping back, he folded his arms. “So, Abby Stevens, do we have a deal?”
“Can I think about it? I mean, I really should talk to Emma.”
“Sure.” Glancing down at his watch, he moved across the room. “Damn. I didn’t realize what time it was. I’ve got to shower before my date.”
“You have a date?” She didn’t mean to pry but the question flew out before she could reel it back in.
“Yeah.” He led them out of the house where Jasper greeted them with his wagging tail. “I’m working on those personal goals we talked about, too.”
“You’ve been busy,” Abby said flatly, untying the dog’s leash. The thought of Brandon spending this evening with another woman was causing a wave of nausea to thrust around in her stomach.
Dejected, she headed to her car with Jasper, while Brandon took off back down the road for his cottage. She’d offered him a ride, but he declined, saying he had too much energy and needed to burn some of it off.
Before he made it to the road, she called out his name.
He turned and flashed her a smile while jogging in place. “Forget something?”
“About your proposition.”
“Yes?”
“Deal.”
Chapter 7
B randon checked his reflection and headed into the Buttermilk Tavern to meet his date. Sitting at a table close to the window was a pretty blonde. Must be her. If the fact that she was all dolled up
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