day brought no answers, but it did give Daisy some much needed relief. There was so much information for her to process. Maybe some time away from the office would be just what she needed.
One thing was quite clear though --Max’s death had divided the office in half. There was no middle ground. Some people’s lives benefitted greatly from his murder. Brooke, Peter, Jennifer, and Amber came to mind. Other people’s lives seemed to fall apart because of it. Both Chloe and Jackson fit that bill.
Daisy knew she was just one lead away from breaking this case wide open. The question was, where would that lead come from?
Daisy knew she couldn’t mull over the case any longer without satisfying her sweet tooth. Besides, she always did her best thinking on a full stomach. She decided to stop into her friend’s dessert shop to get her fill of both.
When Daisy arrived at Sweet Tooth, Samantha had a special treat waiting for her—a butterscotch blondie. It was just what her taste buds needed. The only problem was, the blondies were so good that Daisy couldn’t stop at just one. She told herself the blondies would make for good brain food. In truth, any excuse to have more butterscotch would do.
Before becoming a decorator, Daisy briefly flirted with the idea of working alongside Samantha at the bakery. She was glad she didn’t. Her waist would be no match for that line of work. Daisy would eat all the profits.
As delicious as the butterscotch bars were, Daisy decided to show some restraint and not have a third one.
Samantha meanwhile had other things on her mind—like why her best friend had such a big look of concern on her face.
“What’s the matter? Did you run into Brent again at the dog park?” Samantha asked.
“No. I actually went to the Maple Street dog park this morning,” Daisy replied.
Samantha shot her a confused look. “Why would you drive you drive all the way across town?”
Daisy answered timidly. “So there would be no chance of running into Brent.”
“I hope it was worth it.”
“Trust me, anything is worth not having to run into Brent again.”
“Ah, ex-boyfriends. Can’t live with them, can’t banish them to another planet.”
Daisy chuckled.
“So, are you really going to drive across town every morning to the Maple Street dog park?” Samantha asked.
“I kind of have to now.”
“Why?”
“Because little Shamus made a new furry friend.”
“Please tell me this furry friend has a handsome, single owner.”
Daisy thought about Gavin Watson from the dog park. He was definitely handsome and single. He was also a complete emotional wreck. Not that Daisy should talk. She was far from the poster girl for emotional stability right now.
There was something to be said though for not pairing one hot mess with another. That could make for a seriously combustible mix. Every relationship needed a voice of reason, not two people ready to throw pity parties at a moment’s notice.
Still, Daisy wasn’t about to pretend that she hadn’t let a few romantic thoughts of Gavin cross her mind. It was rare for her to have chemistry with a man after just one conversation, yet it was clear she did.
Not to mention Gavin was a nice piece of eye candy too. But he was like an unlabeled box of chocolates. There was plenty to crave on the outside, yet there was no telling what was on the inside.
Confusion had come to Daisy’s life, and it was in no hurry to leave. The murder of Max Cash wasn’t the only mystery in her life. Much like the murder Daisy was stumped in solving--the ‘who, what, where, when and how’ of whether she had a romantic future with Gavin was very much unsolved as well.
“It’s complicated,” Daisy sighed.
“It sounds like you have some explaining to do,” Samantha teased.
“Alright, I did meet a handsome man at the dog park,” Daisy revealed.
“Then why have
One thing was quite clear though --Max’s death had divided the office in half. There was no middle ground. Some people’s lives benefitted greatly from his murder. Brooke, Peter, Jennifer, and Amber came to mind. Other people’s lives seemed to fall apart because of it. Both Chloe and Jackson fit that bill.
Daisy knew she was just one lead away from breaking this case wide open. The question was, where would that lead come from?
Daisy knew she couldn’t mull over the case any longer without satisfying her sweet tooth. Besides, she always did her best thinking on a full stomach. She decided to stop into her friend’s dessert shop to get her fill of both.
When Daisy arrived at Sweet Tooth, Samantha had a special treat waiting for her—a butterscotch blondie. It was just what her taste buds needed. The only problem was, the blondies were so good that Daisy couldn’t stop at just one. She told herself the blondies would make for good brain food. In truth, any excuse to have more butterscotch would do.
Before becoming a decorator, Daisy briefly flirted with the idea of working alongside Samantha at the bakery. She was glad she didn’t. Her waist would be no match for that line of work. Daisy would eat all the profits.
As delicious as the butterscotch bars were, Daisy decided to show some restraint and not have a third one.
Samantha meanwhile had other things on her mind—like why her best friend had such a big look of concern on her face.
“What’s the matter? Did you run into Brent again at the dog park?” Samantha asked.
“No. I actually went to the Maple Street dog park this morning,” Daisy replied.
Samantha shot her a confused look. “Why would you drive you drive all the way across town?”
Daisy answered timidly. “So there would be no chance of running into Brent.”
“I hope it was worth it.”
“Trust me, anything is worth not having to run into Brent again.”
“Ah, ex-boyfriends. Can’t live with them, can’t banish them to another planet.”
Daisy chuckled.
“So, are you really going to drive across town every morning to the Maple Street dog park?” Samantha asked.
“I kind of have to now.”
“Why?”
“Because little Shamus made a new furry friend.”
“Please tell me this furry friend has a handsome, single owner.”
Daisy thought about Gavin Watson from the dog park. He was definitely handsome and single. He was also a complete emotional wreck. Not that Daisy should talk. She was far from the poster girl for emotional stability right now.
There was something to be said though for not pairing one hot mess with another. That could make for a seriously combustible mix. Every relationship needed a voice of reason, not two people ready to throw pity parties at a moment’s notice.
Still, Daisy wasn’t about to pretend that she hadn’t let a few romantic thoughts of Gavin cross her mind. It was rare for her to have chemistry with a man after just one conversation, yet it was clear she did.
Not to mention Gavin was a nice piece of eye candy too. But he was like an unlabeled box of chocolates. There was plenty to crave on the outside, yet there was no telling what was on the inside.
Confusion had come to Daisy’s life, and it was in no hurry to leave. The murder of Max Cash wasn’t the only mystery in her life. Much like the murder Daisy was stumped in solving--the ‘who, what, where, when and how’ of whether she had a romantic future with Gavin was very much unsolved as well.
“It’s complicated,” Daisy sighed.
“It sounds like you have some explaining to do,” Samantha teased.
“Alright, I did meet a handsome man at the dog park,” Daisy revealed.
“Then why have
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