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Next order? Double?Was this real? It was all I could do not to scream I was so excited.
“Thank you so much for reaching out and for the order.” My eyes got watery when I realized what this meant. My first order from someone I didn’t know.Wow. “I can't tell you what it means and how much I look forward to working with you.”
I tossed the phone on the table and smacked Trish in the arm.
“What is it?”
“An order for a hundred lip glosses. Because she bought some from your food truck and wants to sell it in her store,” I screeched.
Trish whooped. “And you promised her fifty by next week? Are you crazy?”
“Maybe.” I bounced Ella to settle my nerves. There was so much to do besides make the glosses. Trish was going to be out of town, so I wouldn’t have any help.Was there enough space at the apartment to start filling orders of this size?
And I didn’t have the money for supplies.
“How much do you need?”
Was she a mind reader?
“I can’t do that. You have your own business.”
She waved our waiter down and signaled for the bill. “Let’s go order what you need so it will be in New York when you get home.”
“I’ll pay you back.”
“I know.” She clapped her hands together. “Has Cricket finished the new logo?”
“She’s working on it. And this lady wants information on Paths she can display with the product.”
“Mrs. Quinn will be able to help with that. She has some incredible flyers. We probably won’t have to print any. Oh. What are we going to display the gloss in?”
“What about how you do it? With the tiered cake stand?”
“I’m partial.” She winked. “But I think it’ll be perfect. I saw an antique shop in town. Maybe they’ll have something we can use.”
“What about the hike?”
“This is way more important.” She stood and hooked Ella’s carrier over her arm. “Besides, Andrew wanted to hike, and I couldn’t say no.”
“Thank God.” I shifted Ella to the opposite arm as I picked up my purse. “Have you ever seen me do anything outdoorsy?”
“What about me?” She examined her pale skin with a laugh. “This is perfect. Wedding planner. Order supplies. Shop for cake tiers. Spa. Rehearsal dinner.”
“No hike.”
We high-fived.
“No hike.”
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Holt
I yanked at my tie.
I’d had it on less than twenty minutes and it was already choking me.
Dad pulled at his, and Mrs. Quinn placed a hand over his to stop his fidgeting.
