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“For helping me. For, uh, letting me use this,” she motions to the cart she’s pushing.
“It’s no problem.”
“Wait, what about the people in there? I’m sorry to make you leave them.” She has a panicked look on her face that makes me want to kiss her to make it all go away.
“Don’t worry about it. Zach’s in there. He can handle it for a couple of minutes.”
That seems to calm her as we walk into the event room just as Skylar rushes in from the tasting room.
She stops as she looks between us, a wise smile on her face. “There you are! Oh, good thinking about the cart.”
I put the boxes down and turn to Rachel. “You got it from here?”
She looks up at me and nods.
“Good. Next time, let me know if you need help.” I give her a wink as I walk away. Just before I enter the tasting room, I turn back and see her watching me. “Oh, and Rachel? It’s good to see you.”
My body heats like it’s the middle of August, not a chilly October afternoon. I can’t stop smiling as I walk back to the counter, my heart beating out of my chest, and now a sweet brunette on my mind.
I’m in so much trouble.
4
RACHEL
“Don’t be ridiculous. You can do this,” I say to myself as I turn onto Main Street.
I let out a sigh as I make my way down the road, praying my van doesn’t start making that weird noise it was making yesterday. The one that made my heart stop thinking I was going to be stuck at the side of the highway with a van full of flowers on an oddly warm fall day with only the occasional car passing by.
It’s not just the van that’s making my heart race and my palms sweat. It’s the thought of seeing Mitch again. After the day he helped me with my delivery last week, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about him. Every hero in my romance novels are him. He’s invaded my thoughts and even a couple of dreams. I don’t know what to do about it.
I know he’s going to be working tonight because Skylar wouldn’t stop mentioning it now that she’s got it in her head that I need to ask him out.
I’m pulled from my thoughts by the deep, rich timber of the narrator’s voice as my audiobook streams through my speakers.
“My hand slides under her skirt, slipping along her silky skin as I creep up to the place I crave touching the most.”
I press my thighs together against the pressure building inside my body. I don’t want to think about how long it’s been since I’ve been with a man that’s touched me like that. Even then, they never wanted me with such desire as Adam wants Chantel. Not wants—needs. Craves. Desires.
I sigh again. “One day.” I tell myself. One day I’ll find a man like those in my books. The one that will want me, and only me. The one that will forget all other women exist once they’re with me.
As the narrator continues describing all the deliciously naughty things they are doing to each other while they sit at a table filled with his business partners and their wives, I can’t help but think about what it would be like to have Mitch’s hands on me.
I imagine his fingertips would be calloused from working at the bar. Skylar also mentioned he had started hanging out with Craig, the carpenter that had done most of the woodwork for the events room at the brewery. I think of him working over a piece of wood, sanding it, his strong forearms working the grinder.
Damn, I need to get laid.
Shaking my head, I focus on the road, only letting my mind focus on my audiobook and actively not picturing the character of Adam with Mitch’s dark brown hair and blue eyes.
As I pull into the parking lot of the Logan Creek Brewing Company, my heart flutters. As much as I love seeing him, our recent run in has me nervous about having his attention on me again. I don’t feel comfortable being anyone’s centre of attention, let alone the man I think might genuinely be the hottest man in existence. I’m too quiet. Too awkward to hold court with someone like him.
‘Hold court?’ What the actual fuck? That is why I can’t be trusted with talking to hot men.
I drive around the main building toward the back, where the larger event space is. Zach had a beautiful barn built where they hold the majority of their weddings. I have to say, he did an incredible job. The large red structure is just like one you’d see in any Canadian countryside, but inside, it’s a bride’s dream. I’ve seen Skylar work some serious wedding magic. If I ever get married, this is where I want it to be.
I park my van and jump out, grabbing the box closest to me while I go in search of the trolly Mitch showed me. In all the action, it must be in use because I don’t see it around and it’s not in the room he showed me. Back to manual labour, it is.
I carry a box in, taking in the organized chaos inside. People rush to get the last of the tables set up with decorations. Caterers set up the buffet, setting out chafing dishes and plates in preparation of the food being served. Lila’s in the corner arranging an impressive four-tier cake on a small round table.
