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“A website sounds so official.”
“You have one for the farm.”
“Talon’s in charge of that. It’s mainly to tell people the hours and what trees we’re selling.”
“It’s to disseminate information, but isn’t that what you could do? Right now, if they search for lawn care companies, you don’t come up. It’s all word of mouth.”
“If I create a website, I’m worried I’ll be inundated with customers.”
Sarah laughed. “Isn’t that the idea? You want more customers willing to pay your prices. If they see your information on the site first, you’ll only be getting the ones who are okay with your stipulations and prices.”
“You’re pretty business savvy. Why haven’t you gone out on your own yet?”
She shook her head. “Fear. I can tell you the right thing to do, but I can’t do it myself.”
“You don’t have a website?” I asked her.
“It’s all word of mouth. And that’s been sufficient for part-time work. But if I want it to be full time, I’ll need to build one.”
I was impressed with her suggestions. Even Sebastian hadn’t come up with her ideas. I think it’s because he was risk averse as an accountant. He wanted to see more money in savings before I expanded the business. Maybe I’d used it as an excuse not to take the risks in my business I needed to level up.
Chapter 9
Sarah
I was on a romantic walk with Knox, and I was talking about business. I was out of practice when it came to dating and relationships.
We stopped when we reached a little clearing. There was a white gazebo in the middle of it, adorned with garland and lights.
“This is beautiful.”
“Emmett built this when he was practicing furniture making. There’s one by the pond and then this one.”
I circled the structure before I stepped inside. “I never would have known it was here.”
“There are a lot of hidden elements in the woods. It’s kind of our thing.”
“You didn’t make this with your customers in mind?”
I shook my head. “Mom can come here if she wants some peace and quiet, or one of us could bring a woman here.”
“Is that something you do often?” I asked, even as my stomach sank. I was so deeply entrenched in the friend zone he felt comfortable talking about other women with me.
“Never, actually.” Knox stepped closer to me, and my thoughts scattered.
“It’s a romantic spot.” I was trying to understand why he’d brought me here when he’d said we were friends.
He brushed a strand of hair off my forehead, and my heart stumbled. “I wanted to talk to you about something.”
“What’s that?” I asked, my heart practically in my throat.
He stepped closer. “About whether it’s too late to take back my words.”
“Which ones?” I asked, my heart tripping to life.
“When I said I wanted to be friends with you…” He trailed off.
“Are you saying you don’t want to be friends anymore?” The thought sent a pinprick of pain through my heart.
