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Authors: Olivia Logan
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about him. Period.
Running a finger up and down the cup, she looked up. “The usual. Work worries.”
He nodded, “Seems to be catching. Anything you want to talk about? I’ve been told I’m a great listener.”
Good looking and a great listener. Sheesh, could she have fallen anymore into a fairy tale? Even though she already knew that Hollywood fairy tales didn’t end happily.
Not caring to deliberate who told him he was a great listener, she drew in a deep breath; what could it hurt? “So, it’s Valentine’s Day and one of our orders didn’t arrive. It’s been one of our best sellers year in, year out and for some reason the supplier failed to deliver this year.”
“Did they say why?” His interested, earnest expression gave her the courage to carry on.
“Not really. Tanya called, I emailed and we both got the same reply: ‘It will be with us shortly.’ They said that two days ago and it’s Valentine’s Day today and still zip.” She hung her head in self-defeat. She didn’t want to admit her business was in trouble, or that she had let Belle down. Although he had probably guessed finances were tight; that was why he offered her double her salary so she could fix the place up.
She also didn’t want to admit to herself that she really hated this time of year. Normally, she didn’t mind celebrating the big holidays like Christmas alone. She always had friends she could join to celebrate. But Valentine’s Day? No hope of her going to her friends when they were all out on their own dates.
He was frowning and drumming his fingers on the table. “What’s the likelihood of you getting a refund or compensation? Or even both?”
“They were taken over by a new company recently so I’m not sure. It’s weird because I would have thought that a company as big as ‘Fox’s Chocs’ would be a little bit more professional,” she said with a shrug.
“Fox’s Chocs’? Owned by a Lee Harrow?”
“Yeah, I think that’s him. By all accounts I thought he was quite a big businessman, but I’m beginning to think he’s nothing more than a small-time crook. And on Valentine’s Day for heaven’s sake, the biggest chocolate day of the year!” She drained her glass, pushing it away. Well, she’d cried on his shoulder enough for one night; time to leave the pity party and get ready for a job she could do well. Or at least do well when said job woke up and demanded breakfast.
“Did you have any plans?” he asked absently, draining his own glass.
“For my work?” She knew her voice sounded confused. Yeah, she had loads of plans. Unfortunately, those plans required money and that she did not have.
“No, for Valentine’s Day.”
She stood up, sitting down again with a thump at the question, her whole body beginning to get hot under his watchful gaze.
“Ummmm … no. Can’t say I did. No boyfriend, remember?”
“Yeah, I remembered. But that doesn’t stop you from having a date for tonight,” he pointed out.
In her world, it did. She knew she wasn’t ugly but she also knew she wasn’t model material. Average was probably a better adjective. Wishing she could lie and pretend she had scores of dates that she’d missed out on by coming here, she thought about her mother and the scores of dates she used to have. No, she wasn’t her mother, not even in a fictional world.
“Nope. No date for tonight.” A thought struck her. What if he had a date tonight? Something strange squeezed her heart and she brushed the feeling aside quickly. “But it is Valentine’s tonight, so if you are going out then I’ll watch Theo. It’s what I’m here for after all.”
Oh God, she was babbling.
He rested his head on his hand, looking at her curiously. Feeling as if she was back in front of her class teacher about to be reprimanded for doing something stupid, she wriggled uncomfortably in the chair.
“What makes you think I have a date?” he finally asked, curiosity evident in his question.
Tying
Running a finger up and down the cup, she looked up. “The usual. Work worries.”
He nodded, “Seems to be catching. Anything you want to talk about? I’ve been told I’m a great listener.”
Good looking and a great listener. Sheesh, could she have fallen anymore into a fairy tale? Even though she already knew that Hollywood fairy tales didn’t end happily.
Not caring to deliberate who told him he was a great listener, she drew in a deep breath; what could it hurt? “So, it’s Valentine’s Day and one of our orders didn’t arrive. It’s been one of our best sellers year in, year out and for some reason the supplier failed to deliver this year.”
“Did they say why?” His interested, earnest expression gave her the courage to carry on.
“Not really. Tanya called, I emailed and we both got the same reply: ‘It will be with us shortly.’ They said that two days ago and it’s Valentine’s Day today and still zip.” She hung her head in self-defeat. She didn’t want to admit her business was in trouble, or that she had let Belle down. Although he had probably guessed finances were tight; that was why he offered her double her salary so she could fix the place up.
She also didn’t want to admit to herself that she really hated this time of year. Normally, she didn’t mind celebrating the big holidays like Christmas alone. She always had friends she could join to celebrate. But Valentine’s Day? No hope of her going to her friends when they were all out on their own dates.
He was frowning and drumming his fingers on the table. “What’s the likelihood of you getting a refund or compensation? Or even both?”
“They were taken over by a new company recently so I’m not sure. It’s weird because I would have thought that a company as big as ‘Fox’s Chocs’ would be a little bit more professional,” she said with a shrug.
“Fox’s Chocs’? Owned by a Lee Harrow?”
“Yeah, I think that’s him. By all accounts I thought he was quite a big businessman, but I’m beginning to think he’s nothing more than a small-time crook. And on Valentine’s Day for heaven’s sake, the biggest chocolate day of the year!” She drained her glass, pushing it away. Well, she’d cried on his shoulder enough for one night; time to leave the pity party and get ready for a job she could do well. Or at least do well when said job woke up and demanded breakfast.
“Did you have any plans?” he asked absently, draining his own glass.
“For my work?” She knew her voice sounded confused. Yeah, she had loads of plans. Unfortunately, those plans required money and that she did not have.
“No, for Valentine’s Day.”
She stood up, sitting down again with a thump at the question, her whole body beginning to get hot under his watchful gaze.
“Ummmm … no. Can’t say I did. No boyfriend, remember?”
“Yeah, I remembered. But that doesn’t stop you from having a date for tonight,” he pointed out.
In her world, it did. She knew she wasn’t ugly but she also knew she wasn’t model material. Average was probably a better adjective. Wishing she could lie and pretend she had scores of dates that she’d missed out on by coming here, she thought about her mother and the scores of dates she used to have. No, she wasn’t her mother, not even in a fictional world.
“Nope. No date for tonight.” A thought struck her. What if he had a date tonight? Something strange squeezed her heart and she brushed the feeling aside quickly. “But it is Valentine’s tonight, so if you are going out then I’ll watch Theo. It’s what I’m here for after all.”
Oh God, she was babbling.
He rested his head on his hand, looking at her curiously. Feeling as if she was back in front of her class teacher about to be reprimanded for doing something stupid, she wriggled uncomfortably in the chair.
“What makes you think I have a date?” he finally asked, curiosity evident in his question.
Tying
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