him that wasn't a
dilemma he should be worried about. Dating him wasn’t an option.
There was only Callahan.
Seth shuffled closer to Anthony. “I'm
warning you. Stay out of their business.”
“ Why don't you stay out of
Larue's business? She doesn't need you meddling around.” He leaned
against a table, crossing his feet in front of him.
“ Larue, a man’s kiss is his
signature,” Mae said. “And I like the way he signs his name.” Mae
displayed her usual cheekiness. She ignored the men’s fighting,
instead deciding to focus on the steamy scene between Callahan and
me.
I couldn't stand the arguing. But I
couldn't yell for them to shut up, either. And they knew it. I'd
have to endure the bickering.
“ You don't have to help,”
Callahan said. “You have enough to worry about with your shop. I
have it under control.”
“ Let me help, it's the
least I can do after you fixed my door.”
“ It was nothing, only a
board.” He hoisted the wooden shelf from the ground.
“ Well then, this is
nothing.” I gestured toward the mess as I reached for a package of
cups. “We'll pick up the mess, and then you can hang the shelf
back. Luckily, it doesn't look like anything is broken.”
“ Thankfully, I just had
paper cups up here. Imagine the mess if these were real cups
instead of paper?”
I picked up packages of lids and cups,
stacking them on the counter while Callahan did the same. So much
for breakfast and coffee this morning, thanks to Cooper and my
ghosts. I thought things would settle down after the mess with
Brianna. Whom was I kidding? Once again, stress overwhelmed my
life.
After everything was up from the
floor, Callahan said, “You go open your store. I'll repair the
shelf and then bring you coffee. And how about a cinnamon roll,
too?”
Had he read my mind or what? “That
sounds perfect. You sure you don't need help, though?”
“ I'm positive. Now scoot.”
He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on my lips, then patted me
on the rear.
That was dangerous territory. I'd have
to drag him to the ground and have my way with him. Damn he was
sexy. Did I say that already? He must have read my mind because he
blushed just a little bit.
I grinned all the way out the door.
With a spring in my step as I walked past the window, he gave a
wink. I liked the playful side of him and I hoped to see more of
it. I didn't even look at Anthony or Seth, they were too busy
arguing anyway. Men. They're the same living or dead.
The smile was wiped off my face when,
as I unlocked the door to Book Nook, I glanced over my shoulder at
the boutique. Mindy and Cooper still sat perched at the counter,
savoring the remnants of the doughnuts that should have been mine.
My doughnuts. I wasn't bitter though, oh no, not me. Anyway, I
would ignore Mindy's temporary insanity and finish my work for the
day.
I couldn't wait until the repairmen
came to replace the glass in the door. The board looked awful. As
if it were a huge billboard that read: Crime takes place in this
store. What person would want to shop in a store that could be
vandalized at any minute?
Chapter Eighteen
After work, I’d trudged home exhausted
by the latest crazy events in my life. I’d just settled down with a
sandwich and a magazine to browse through when a knock rattled the
front door.
“ Who could that be?” I
looked at Seth and he shrugged his shoulders.
I eased over to the door like a
skittish cat ready to run at the slightest sign of danger. After
all the recent chaos, who could blame me? When I peered out the
window, I saw Callahan’s gorgeous face.
When I opened the door, he said, “I
thought maybe we could just talk since we didn’t get much of a
chance on our date last night.”
“ We didn’t, did we? I’m
really sorry about that.”
“ No need to apologize.
After all, I agreed to go with you on the investigation, and you
can’t help the other things that happened.”
Couldn’t I? Maybe if I left this crazy
ghost chasing
dilemma he should be worried about. Dating him wasn’t an option.
There was only Callahan.
Seth shuffled closer to Anthony. “I'm
warning you. Stay out of their business.”
“ Why don't you stay out of
Larue's business? She doesn't need you meddling around.” He leaned
against a table, crossing his feet in front of him.
“ Larue, a man’s kiss is his
signature,” Mae said. “And I like the way he signs his name.” Mae
displayed her usual cheekiness. She ignored the men’s fighting,
instead deciding to focus on the steamy scene between Callahan and
me.
I couldn't stand the arguing. But I
couldn't yell for them to shut up, either. And they knew it. I'd
have to endure the bickering.
“ You don't have to help,”
Callahan said. “You have enough to worry about with your shop. I
have it under control.”
“ Let me help, it's the
least I can do after you fixed my door.”
“ It was nothing, only a
board.” He hoisted the wooden shelf from the ground.
“ Well then, this is
nothing.” I gestured toward the mess as I reached for a package of
cups. “We'll pick up the mess, and then you can hang the shelf
back. Luckily, it doesn't look like anything is broken.”
“ Thankfully, I just had
paper cups up here. Imagine the mess if these were real cups
instead of paper?”
I picked up packages of lids and cups,
stacking them on the counter while Callahan did the same. So much
for breakfast and coffee this morning, thanks to Cooper and my
ghosts. I thought things would settle down after the mess with
Brianna. Whom was I kidding? Once again, stress overwhelmed my
life.
After everything was up from the
floor, Callahan said, “You go open your store. I'll repair the
shelf and then bring you coffee. And how about a cinnamon roll,
too?”
Had he read my mind or what? “That
sounds perfect. You sure you don't need help, though?”
“ I'm positive. Now scoot.”
He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on my lips, then patted me
on the rear.
That was dangerous territory. I'd have
to drag him to the ground and have my way with him. Damn he was
sexy. Did I say that already? He must have read my mind because he
blushed just a little bit.
I grinned all the way out the door.
With a spring in my step as I walked past the window, he gave a
wink. I liked the playful side of him and I hoped to see more of
it. I didn't even look at Anthony or Seth, they were too busy
arguing anyway. Men. They're the same living or dead.
The smile was wiped off my face when,
as I unlocked the door to Book Nook, I glanced over my shoulder at
the boutique. Mindy and Cooper still sat perched at the counter,
savoring the remnants of the doughnuts that should have been mine.
My doughnuts. I wasn't bitter though, oh no, not me. Anyway, I
would ignore Mindy's temporary insanity and finish my work for the
day.
I couldn't wait until the repairmen
came to replace the glass in the door. The board looked awful. As
if it were a huge billboard that read: Crime takes place in this
store. What person would want to shop in a store that could be
vandalized at any minute?
Chapter Eighteen
After work, I’d trudged home exhausted
by the latest crazy events in my life. I’d just settled down with a
sandwich and a magazine to browse through when a knock rattled the
front door.
“ Who could that be?” I
looked at Seth and he shrugged his shoulders.
I eased over to the door like a
skittish cat ready to run at the slightest sign of danger. After
all the recent chaos, who could blame me? When I peered out the
window, I saw Callahan’s gorgeous face.
When I opened the door, he said, “I
thought maybe we could just talk since we didn’t get much of a
chance on our date last night.”
“ We didn’t, did we? I’m
really sorry about that.”
“ No need to apologize.
After all, I agreed to go with you on the investigation, and you
can’t help the other things that happened.”
Couldn’t I? Maybe if I left this crazy
ghost chasing
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