“I’m sure he will turn up eventually.” I shrug. I’d be a lot more worried about Kevin and where he is and what he is doing, but with Bennett at my back and Ridge keeping this place stocked with bodyguards, I’ve never felt safer.
“Guys!” Katy yells, sticking her head through the double doors into the kitchen. “Whatever you’re discussing back here, stop. Do it out front so I can hear too.” Her head disappears again.
Tabitha shakes her head picking the frying pan back up.
“I like to keep it around,” she says when I give her a questioning look. “Katy spent all morning telling every person who came in about your story. You should go out there and make an appearance so they know you’re alive.”
“Great.” I’m really not in the mood to answer one hundred questions about what happened. I’d rather move on with my life and not give Kevin another moment’s thought.
When Tabitha and I make it to the front of the store, Katy stands at one end of the case, her hands on her hips and staring out the window. “Look.” She points out the window where three teenage girls stand on the sidewalk laughing to each other. “I don’t know if having one of Ridge’s guys here is good for business because all the ladies want to come in and see the hot guy or bad because no one has the courage to come in and actually order something.”
Her point is proven when Spencer makes eye contact with one of the girls and she squeals, the three of them hurrying off and not bothering to come inside.
“You’re never going to get rid of the cameras now either.” Tabitha points to a new one Ridge installed in the corner of the dining room.
Spencer turns his attention to us. “Is having me here really that bad?”
“What I can’t figure out is if this is a reward or a punishment.” Katy takes a carafe of coffee to Spencer’s table and refills his mug.
He shrugs. “Ridge said I needed to get out of the computer room for a while. This is not exactly what I had in mind when he said field work.”
“You need a girlfriend,” Katy says replacing the coffee pot on the warmer.
Spenser laughs, slapping a hand on his knee like it’s the most ridiculous thing he’s ever heard. “Who has time for a girlfriend? Have you seen what you women have done to Bennett and Ridge?”
“Who me?” Tabitha asks with a hand to her chest like she’s the most innocent person, but I remember what it was like when she was dealing with her own issues.
“Okay, fine then. Get a dog.”
Spencer rolls his eyes. “Yeah, sure. I’ll get a dog.”
“A dog would help you get a girlfriend,” Tabitha says
“It’s true,” Katy agrees with her. “Girls love dogs.”
“Oh my God. Everyone stop talking.” Tabitha stares off into space for a second. Her lips move but no sound comes out. She eventually practically skips to the notepad next to the phone on the wall where everyone has left the bakery name suggestions. And scribbles out some quick letters. “It’s perfect.”
Oh how I highly doubt that. Her last suggestion was Anessa’s Muffs because we serve so many muffins.
When I don’t immediately move to read her suggestion she waves me over. “I’m serious this time. Come look.”
“Fine,” I rub two fingers on my forehead to brace for the headache, which whatever she’s come up with this time will cause.
Surprisingly, when I stop in front of the phone and read her suggestion it’s not so bad. I shrug, “Okay. That’s what we’ll call the place.”
She’s right. It’s absolutely perfect.
Katy’s eyes widen when I turn back in her direction. “No one can tell me?” She shuffles past Tabitha and me.
“You don’t think it’s too long?” Tabitha asks.
“The Bakery on the Bay?” Katy turns around, her lips pinched deep in thought. She finally nods her head. “It could work. We’ll call the place Double B’s. Trip B’s… like a bra size.”
And there’s a headache. “I just named the place. Let’s give it a while before we come with a nickname.”
“Can I still tell people to come to the bakery and try Anessa’s tasty treats?” Katy asks.
“You’re telling people that?” I’m horrified. Who is she saying these comments too?
