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I’ll take it. It’s enough for now.
“Thank you for this ride,” she adds. “It’s gorgeous and festive, but how exactly is it proving we’re on the same page?”
I’m glad she asked. “Because, just like you, I also believe in the importance of forging relationships and exceeding expectations.”
Our eyes meet and I hold her gaze for a moment, studying those grass green eyes. A shiver runs through her, shaking her body, and she turns away.
“Tell me, Garrett,” she says, clearing her throat and straightening. “What was your personal request? What was it I could do for you?”
We’re back to this again. Back to business. There are a million things I’d like to do for her, but I don’t go there, not yet. Instead, I answer honestly. “Mistletoe.”
Surprise registers on her face before her eyes narrow, and she regards me with suspicion. “Mistletoe?”
“Yes,” I confirm. “I’d like a sprig of mistletoe for tomorrow.”
CHAPTER5
VERONICA
“Business or personal?”Tierney asks when she answers my call on the second ring.
I dump the cold items from my grocery order in the empty fridge and bite my lip, taking a beat too long to answer. “Both.”
“I had a feeling you were going to say that. Business first?”
Thank God for friends who just get you. “Yes.” Always business first, no matter the way my heart’s been clunking around in my chest like a baby chick trying to peck its way out of a shell.
Plus, I’m not quite ready to admit that Garrett Hillstone, our client, has been living rent-free in my mind ever since the elevator doors closed when I left his magazine-spread worthy penthouse yesterday. Especially when he showed up this morning unannounced.
“Shoot.”
I open my pantry door and stash the seaweed crackers on a shelf next to some rice cakes. “We didn’t discuss aisle markers for the ceremony, but I think they would be a nice touch.”
“Agreed. Do it. You heard what Garrett said. We have free rein to use our best judgment, remember?”
Oh, I remember all right. Complete control. Which, apparently, he knows how to wield to produce the best possible outcome.
When he uttered those words, the tingle that shot all the way down in between my legs set me on fire. The very idea should repel me right off the side of a very tall cliff, but it didn’t, er, doesn’t. Nope, I have to squeeze my thighs together even now, as a delicious sensation floods my lady parts when I think about the sexy way those words fell from his lips.
“Veronica? Did I lose you?”
“No, I’m still here. And I’ll go ahead with the aisle markers. I have enough extra blooms to make it work.”
“You finished the prep already?”
“Yes.” With a little help.
“That was fast.”
“I’m sorry I forgot to send pictures over,” I say, hanging the cloth delivery bags on the hook in the laundry room. “Things were a little crazy at the workshop this morning.”
“No worries. It’s that time of year, right?”
“Something like that. Everything good for the event tomorrow?” I ask, biding my time.
“A few hiccups, but nothing I can’t handle.”
“Glad to hear it.”
