Part 13 (1/2)
Am I falling for him? ”I tried to wait, but...”
”He was too big and strong and enticing?” Jenna suggested as she sat down beside Sky.
”He was too tasty of a morsel?” Amy asked with a wiggle of her brows.
”No, you guys. This is Sky. Our earthy girl. I think it has more to do with who he is as a person than any of those things.” Bella narrowed her eyes. ”We know he says really sweet things, so I can only imagine what came out of his mouth when you guys were all hot and heavy.”
Sky rested her head back on the couch and sighed dreamily. ”He's...G.o.d, you guys. I think romantic things just flow directly from his soul. Bella's right. It's who he is.” She couldn't suppress her smile. ”And all those other things you guys said, too.”
”So why did you have the long face a minute ago?” Amy asked as she sank down beside her on the couch.
”Because I finally meet a guy who isn't an a.s.shole or dumb as a doork.n.o.b, and he's a boxer. A fighter. He takes pleasure in beating the h.e.l.l out of other people.”
”Five bucks.” Jenna held out her hand to Bella. Bella took it and set it on top of her little baby b.u.mp with a sly smile.
”My own sister-in-law bet on me? Did you bet on me having s.e.x or on me freaking out about him being a fighter?”
Jenna pointed at Bella. ”She said you wouldn't sleep with him because he was a boxer, so I said you would because the way he looked at you last night was like you were the only person on the entire beach.”
”And everyone knows we women melt when we're looked at like that,” Amy added. ”She really meant it in the best way.”
”I'm sure she did. You guys, what am I going to do?”
Merlin pawed at Sky's leg, and she lifted him into her lap. He purred as he settled his chin over her leg and closed his eyes.
Sky sighed and said, ”Why can't he be like Merlin, just-”
”Furry with a motor you can turn on and off?” Bella asked. ”That pretty much describes every man I know.”
”Caden isn't very furry,” Amy said as she rubbed her belly. ”He's got hardly any chest hair at all. Like my man. The perfect amount of fur and a motor that revs up with a kiss.”
”Okay.” Sky set Merlin on Amy's lap and rose to her feet. ”You guys are totally not helping, and I need to go get some work done at my shop before it gets any later.”
”Wait.” Amy pulled her back down beside her. ”You can't just leave us in limbo like this. So how did you leave things with Mr. A-ma-zing?”
”I don't know. I told him that I needed to think about everything, and then I kissed him.”
”And now you can't see straight.” Amy threw her hands around Sky's neck and hugged her. ”It's okay, Sky. You're supposed to feel all dizzy and not be able to think straight when you're falling for a guy.”
”I'm not falling.” She pushed to her feet, hating her indecision and annoyed with herself for not thinking through Sawyer's boxing before she allowed herself to get closer to him. His voice was already ingrained in her mind, his touch still lingered on her skin-and she needed to get the heck out of there before her friends saw it written all over her face.
An hour later Sky was standing on a stool outside her shop, painting a coat of bright yellow on the columns between the windows, when her cell phone rang. She pulled it from her pocket and saw her brother Matt's handsome face. She'd wondered when the news of Sawyer would reach him.
”Hey, Matty,” she said.
”Hi, sis. How's everything going?” Matt's tone was patient, whereas her other brothers always seemed in a bit of a rush.
”I'm sure you already know the answer to that.” She smiled when he laughed. ”So tell me what you really want to know, and you might as well b.u.t.ter me up with a promise to be at my grand opening.”
”You know I wouldn't miss it for the world, Sky.”
She saw Matt so rarely that when they spoke it made her miss him even more. ”Thank you.”
”Don't thank me. Just tell me everything's cool with you and this boxer guy I'm hearing about. Is he treating you well?”
She rolled her eyes and smiled. ”Yes, of course.”
”And are you happy?”
”Do I sound happy?” she asked.
”You always sound happy, but are you happy inside? I'm too far away to know.”
”Yes, Matty. Very happy. If you'd move back here you'd see just how happy.” Matt was a professor at Princeton, and most summers he took on summer courses, leaving him little time to visit or take vacations.
He was silent for a beat, and Sky wondered if she'd annoyed him. She asked him to move back practically every time they spoke.
”Maybe I'll consider that,” he finally said. ”Hold on. Someone's here.” She heard him open a door, and a female voice rang out. There was a heated exchange, and Matt got back on the phone and said, ”Sis, I've got to run. I love you. Call me if you need anything or want to talk.”
”Love you too, Matty.” She hung up the phone, wondering what that was all about, but as she glanced down the street at all the people and the town she loved, she let that worry fall away.
She watched a mother carry a young boy into Puzzle Me This, and just beyond, a couple was kissing in front of Shop Therapy. She loved the graffiti-style paintings that ran from the roof to the sidewalk and brought Shop Therapy to life. She turned and looked over her shoulder at the Little Shop, a small cottage-style shop painted bright red, and her eyes were drawn to the bright yellow cafe, Blondies & Burgers, beside it. Commercial Street was so vibrant and alive. A gentle breeze carried the paint fumes away, and every so often the scents of baked goods wafted up from the Portuguese bakery.
This was where she belonged. She hadn't realized how much she'd wanted-needed-to put down roots after she'd lost her mother, but she already felt more grounded than she had in years. And as laughter and commotion filled the air from pa.s.sersby, she grew even more excited about her impending grand opening. She imagined Sawyer sitting on the stoop by the front door playing his guitar, and her smile faltered a little. Why couldn't coming to grips with his fighting be as easy as knowing she'd put up her shop in the right place?
”Hi, sweetie!” Lizzie shaded her eyes from the sun and smiled up at Sky. ”I just got these in and wanted to bring you some.” She held up a vase full of colorful flowers.
”Thanks, Lizzie. Those are beautiful.” Sky climbed down the ladder and followed Lizzie inside to set the flowers on the coffee table.
”We've got spray roses, daisies, b.u.t.ton spray chrysanthemums, Monte Ca.s.sino asters, and of course, Limonium. Always Limonium.” Lizzie sighed as she glanced around the shop and set her hands on her hips. Limonium was used in many bouquets, and Lizzie always said if there was ever a flower she could tire of, it was that one. Sky thought it was pretty. ”Look at this place. It's really coming along.”
”I know. I'm so excited. I'm hoping to do some shopping later and pick up a few more chimes and maybe a chair. Want a soda from the back?”
”No, thanks. I can't stay. The store has been crazy busy, but I wanted to drop those off to brighten your day-and see how things with Sawyer are going, of course.” Her eyes widened with curiosity.
”He's amazing,” Sky said as they walked back out front. ”He's coming to the grand opening and he agreed to play his guitar. I really like him, Lizzie.”
”That's awesome. I Googled him. Sky, he's totally hot.” Lizzie peeked into her store.
”Do you need to go?” Sky picked up the paintbrush again.
”In a sec. There aren't any customers. Everyone seems to like Sawyer.”
Sky climbed the ladder and began painting again. ”Everyone?”
”I saw Blue when he was working on your shop earlier and he said your brothers met him and that everyone thought he was a good guy-and crazy about you!”
”What else did he say? Did he tell you he had him checked out?”