“Zac, wait.”
He’d waited around long enough.Picking up his gym bag, he walked away without looking back.“You let me know when you figure it out.”
Chapter Eleven
Setting up the booth was easier on the second day than it had been the first.Lexie and Roxie knew where things went, but Maxie wasn’t focused.She hung another dried flower arrangement but didn’t take the time to determine if it was centered.
She was miserable.She and Zac had had a terrible misunderstanding.She’d never seen him in a bad mood, but she’d hurt him.Simply by not knowing what to say, by getting all tongue-tied and, damn it, by being timid.
She grabbed a box of fancy ribbons she’d tied into bows and began setting them out for display.Last night she hadn’t been shy.She’d thrown her worries into the wind—or make that the water spray.She’d felt safe with him, wanted and protected.If he hadn’t noticed, she’d gone a little crazy over him in return, but this morning he’d put her on the spot.When he’d asked her what was happening between them, she hadn’t been able to find an answer.
She was an idiot, pure and simple.
She liked him.She was falling for him like Indigo Falls over those colorful rocks, but the fact that he’d had to ask how she felt had brought up her old insecurities and doubts.She’d thought she’d shown him.When she’d realized that he needed the words, it had been too late.
Frustrated with herself, she dropped the box to the ground and kicked it under the table.
“I thought you wanted those sachets up front,” Roxie said.
Maxie looked down and realized the bigger bows were hiding them.“Right.Sorry.”
She straightened the mix, but when she turned, she nearly knocked over a stack of painted ceramic pots.Roxie caught them before they could topple over.“What is up with you?”she asked.
“Nothing.I…I just haven’t had my coffee yet.”
“God, let’s get you some.I’ll buy you a cup from the chatty girl a few booths down.”
“No.”Maxie reached for Roxie’s arm, but missed.With the way her stomach was churning, she really didn’t need to add kerosene to the mix.“That’s all right.”
“You need it.”Roxie grabbed her pocketbook, but her arms fell to her sides when she stepped outside the booth.“Shoot, they don’t seem to be open yet.”
Maxie stepped outside to look.Becky was a morning person, so it was a bit surprising that she hadn’t started brewing yet.There was movement at the Java Mama booth, but both Becky and Martin seemed to be rushing around searching for things.Apparently, her stomach had lucked out.“That’s okay.”
“Coffee does sound good.”Lexie moved a garden gnome so it stood next to one of its brothers.“Is there somewhere else we can get some?”
“The Iguana makes good coffee to go.”
“Do you want me to make a run?”Cam came from the back where he’d been stacking boxes.They were nearly ready to open up for business.
“Get me a mocha latte, would you?”Roxie asked.
“I’ll take a cappuccino,” Lexie added.
“Maxie?”Cam said.
“You really don’t need to go,” she protested.
“I spent a good chunk of my early career as an errand boy.What would you like?”
“Coffee with cream and sugar?”
“Got it.”He was reaching into his pocket as he walked away, but stopped when he pulled out the keys.“Mind if I take the van?”He’d served as driver on the way over.
“I’m not going to make you walk,” she teased.
He smiled at her, and it made her feel a bit better.At least one guy wasn’t upset with her today.
But he wasn’t her guy.
