I quit fighting her on it.
Maybe if I date another woman then I’ll stop having completely inappropriate thoughts and impulses toward Emma Jane.
It’ll be my first date since I took the stunning blonde from college out for ice cream after exams. After that first one I knew I never wanted to go on a first date again.
But God had other plans.
Emma Jane
Rule #7: Celebrate with your clients when they become official!
Lucy Spence walks into Books and Beans, and on her heels follows her boss, Stone Harper.
But is he…?
My eyes bulge out of my head as I watch the tall, handsome, and brawny man with a chiseled jaw and honey blond hair wrap his arm around her waist, spin her into his side, and kiss her square on the lips.
The initial shock of the picture before me wears off, replaced with a buzzing excitement for my older friend from college.
The girl finally did it.
She snagged her hot boss.
The mug I’m drying off fumbles in my hand, but I steady it and set it on the counter, a wide grin stretching across my face. “Hi, Lucy.” I look over her shoulder to the man who constantly reminds me to keep Lucy’s romance book stocked. No wonder…
Lucy fingers her strawberry bangs, which match the color of her face right now. She’s wearing high-waisted skinny jeans with a blue tank top tucked in and white sneakers.
And I point this out because Stone mirrors her in his light wash jeans, blue t-shirt, and white sneakers.
I want to throw confetti at the two of them for finally becoming official, but then I’d have to clean it up, and I’m not in the market to create extra work for myself later today. It’ll prevent me from putting the polishing touches on my new website: Emma Jane’s Guide to Matchmaking.
And when I post Knightley’s success, I’ll add to his column: the Mayor.
“Emma Jane?” Lucy says, scrunching her nose and narrowing her eyes in evaluation. Probably of my sanity since I know I just left earth there for a second.
“Sorry, I’ve got news to share with you.” Now it’s my turn to examine her. “But it seems you do, too.”
Stone responds, “She finally agreed to date me.” The way he looks down at her, like she hung the moon and stars, simultaneously makes joy and longing swell within me.
I allow the joy to take over and shove the longing deep, deep down.
“I’m so happy for you two! Both of your coffees are on me today, okay?”
“For getting into a relationship?” Stone muses. “Guess I need to do that more often.”
Lucy elbows him and gives him a smile I can only describe as both loving and deadly. “We need the coffee to go today,E. J.”
The man has been in this coffee shop with many different women since I’ve been employed here, but I noticed that stopped a few months ago. I wonder if it was because of Lucy.
I shrug, already starting on both of their usual orders. “I love love. It should be celebrated. If the two of you didn’t come together organically, you were definitely on my list to matchmake for my new business.”
Lucy and Stone eye each other like they are sharing a secret no one else is privy to. Guess that’s what coupling up does to people. Finally, she turns to me. ”Oh, did you finally get your website up?”
“Want to see it?”
“Of course I do!” She breaks free from Stone and does what only a few people ever get to do: she comes around to my side of the coffee bar. I set to work pulling up the mobile design of my website, showing her all the features from my compatibility checklists, the service inquiry form, the testimonial section (where only Halle and Grant reside currently), and the free guide on how to matchmake in case anyone can’t afford my services and wants to try to get the love of their lives for themselves.
“This is amazing, E. J. I’m so glad you’ve found what you want to do.” She gets this faraway look in her eyes that sometimes happens when she’s got a story idea. “I think I want to write a romantic comedy about a matchmaker now!”
