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“Alpha?” She smirks.
I stop and narrow my eyes at her, placing my free hand on my hip. “You’re enjoying this way too much.”
“And you’ve had too much coffee, by the looks of it,” she jokes.
“My caffeine intake has nothing to do with this.”
“Anyway,I called to get my car towed to the shop this morning and Carl said it’d already been done. Mitch called it in first thing and it was already there.”
“Wow, you found yourself a real book boyfriend there, Rach.”
“Don’t you get it? It’s too much. It’s too much, isn’t it? We went from barely talking to—this.” I wave my hands in front of me. “Whatever this is—in, like, two seconds.”
Kylie stands, putting her cup on the coffee table before placing her hands on my shoulders. “You have nothing to worry about, Rachel. Mitch obviously likes you, otherwise he wouldn’t have asked you out.”
“Hmph,” I huff, looking out the window. Cars pass by and people mill about. It’s a perfect fall afternoon. The leaves on the trees are vibrant oranges, yellows, and reds. A faint breeze ruffles them enough to make the fallen leaves dance in the wind. It’s my favourite time of year, and yet the picturesque view outside the bookstore window isn’t comforting me. “What if I mess it up?”
“You won’t.” Her reassuring voice brings me back to her. “I’m closing the store a little early today. Do you want me to come over and help you get ready?”
I shake my head. “No, thank you. I just need you to reassure me that I’m not going to mess this up so bad I’m going to have to leave Logan Creek.”
Kylie giggles, the light and airy sound carries through the store as she steps away. “No, you definitely won’t have to do that.”
“Listen, I was where you are. I know how you’re feeling. That night that I had my first date with Craig, I felt so overwhelmed I nearly ditched him at the restaurant.”
“You did?”
“Yup, but I ran into Lila in the bathroom and she talked me out of it, and now I’m married to him. I want the same for you, Rachel. Even if it’s not Mitch, you owe it to yourself to at least try.”
I think about her words. I know she’s right. I’ll never find a boyfriend—or husband—at this rate.
Then my mind drifts to Mitch. He’s so handsome, and the way he spoke to me last night in his truck? Hell, it had me running inside and sneaking under my covers as fast as I could with my vibrator. I’ve never had a man speak to me like that before, and I’d do anything to hear him do it again.
“What would you do if you were in a novel?” Kylie asks, bringing me out of my lust-filled memory.
“What?”
“What would you do if you were the heroine in a novel and Mitch was the hero? What would you want her to do?”
I don’t have to think. I’ve read enough story lines with the shy girl and the popular boy to know how this goes. “I would go, wear something hot, and knock his socks off.”
“Thatta girl!” she exclaims, clapping her hands together.
I smile, reaching up to drink the last of my coffee, but Kylie takes it out of my hand.
“Maybe no more of that. We don’t want you more jittery than you already are.”
“Fine,” I huff, knowing she’s probably right, but not wanting to give up my Pumpkin Spice. It’s another reason why I live for the fall.
“Are you sure you don’t want me over to help you get ready?”
“No, I’ve got this, but thank you. Your pep talk helped. I’m going to go home and get ready to wow him. And just pray I don’t embarrass myself any more than I already have with him.”
“That’s the spirit,” she laughs.
I hug her goodbye and make my way out onto the street, feeling slightly better about the prospect of my evening. I might have oversold how much confidence I have at being the lead in my own romance novel, but I do feel a little better.
I make it two steps before my phone dings with a text message.
