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“Because if he starts to get jealous over you talking to someone else you can point out you never hid anything from him.”
“I didn’t think of it that way. Not that I think he’s a jealous person. He said he didn’t like clingy women.”
“Most men don’t,” Poppy said.
“No. I told him I had been accused of that before. I almost texted him when I got home on Saturday but decided not to.”
“Again, good move. That was hard though, right?”
She let out a big sigh. “Itwas. Even as a friend I wanted to text him but knew I shouldn’t.”
“It’s too soon for sure,” Poppy said. “It’s part of learning how to navigate the friends-with-benefits situation.”
“I’m going to have to learn as I go. Can I come to you with questions or advice?”
“Absolutely,” Poppy said, moving closer and hugging her. “I know what it’s like to want something so badly that other people have. Let it come to you.”
“I will. Or I’ll try to. If I get hurt, I’ve only got myself to blame.”
The two of them got down to work after that and she made her way back to her office.
“Ivy,” Dahlia said to her when she was walking past. “I just got an email from our insurance company. They need a copy of the police report. You never emailed it to me.”
“Crap,” she said. “I forgot.”
“Can you do that now?”
“Let me see if I’ve still got it,” she said.
“Ivy! You better have it,” Dahlia said. She knew that tone.
“If I don’t have it I can get another one. Don’t worry.”
And it’d give her a chance to reach out to Brooks. Maybe she’d do that anyway. After ten minutes of searching through her email, she realized she had no choice and sent the email off.
“Did you find it?” Dahlia asked, coming to stand in her office.
“No,” she said. “I get so much spam I must have deleted it with them. I just asked for another copy.”
“I wish you didn’t. I would have asked,” Dahlia said. “This way I know I’ll get it.”
“I’ll get the copy,” she said. “Even if I have to drive there and pick it up. I promise to send it to you.”
“I’m only going to ride your butt until you do.”
“I know it,” she said, grinning at her sister’s back.
Ivy finished everything she needed to do and then went to take her lunch break before she had to meet with Lily. Most times she ate in her office or went into the conference room if not downstairs. She’d go see if Jasmine was around and visit with her.
She grabbed her lunch bag and went down the stairs and popped her head into the floral shop. “Hi, Violet. Is Jasmine in the back?”
“She’s on the phone,” Violet said. “Talking to a nervous bride that didn’t want to deal with me.”
“Don’t you hate that?” she asked. “I was coming to eat lunch and thought if she was around she could keep me company.”
“Come in the back,” Violet said. “It’s slow and I’ve got things to put together. We can talk while I work and you eat.”
“Are you sure?”
