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I sighed, biting my bottom lip and already regretting my response.
Still waiting on the buyers to finish and then grabbing dinner with Warren to discuss the listing.
I could come over for a drink once you’re done.
I’m a little tired.
Okay. I’ve got my Thursday night thing tomorrow, so I’ll just catch you Friday?
I smiled at him still referring to his dorky game night with Len as his “Thursday night thing” but could still read the disappointment in the text.
Dinner at the parents. I’ll even remember to make a side dish.
I set down the phone with a frown.
“Good news.” Warren startled me when he slid into the seat across from me. I thought Emily had returned to rub my face in my failures a little more. “They loved it.”
“She loved it, you mean.”
He shrugged. “He likes it. Certainly likes it better than a smaller footprint at twice the cost in Pierce. And he thinks this town has potential.”
He spread his hands out in front of him, making me laugh. “I expect you’ll have an offer in two to four days.”
“They love it so much, they’re going to wait a couple of days?”
“He knows they’re the only ones who’ve looked at the property. He doesn’t want to come across as too desperate, so he’ll make her wait.”
“Is that your professional opinion?”
He nodded. “I’ve seen his type before. On the plus side, it’ll probably be a cash offer.”
“I’m looking forward to all those hookers and blow.”
“Just set aside enough to pay the rent. You’re still interested in moving behind Main Street, right?”
I nodded. “I’ll sign that lease the day I get an offer and start moving my stuff.”
“It’s a lot of stuff. I had no idea how much fabric you had in the back.”
My dirty little secret. Warren had modeled some clothes for me a few years prior, so he’d seen the outward facing component of my business. The Jacobean desk and the curtained walls. The fitting mirrors and the small hexagonal stage. What he hadn’t seen were the piles of fabric and supplies I stashed in the back.
“Yeah. I’m guessing you know some movers?”
CHAPTER23
Ben
I joggedup the steps to Thea’s front door. Two days since I’d seen her and while we’d been in nearly constant contact, as always, I couldn’t help worrying that the progress I’d made with her somehow had been washed away.
The feeling was both uncomfortable and unfamiliar. One I resigned myself to living with until Thea decided whether to give us a shot.
I knocked on the door, readying my key at the lock. She opened it with a smile on her face before I had a chance to turn the key. I stepped forward, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her into me for a kiss. She ducked out of my way at the last second.
“Benny, your parents!” she hissed in my ear. Her cheeks burned against my chest and she struggled to take a step back.
I tightened my grip. “They’ll be thrilled.”
She glared up at me and I pulled her into the house, kicking the door closed behind me. Once the door latched, she practically leapt into my arms and all my worry washed away.
