“I guess you have a good point. I just want you to be happy.”
“Sometimes happiness takes time,” Quinn offered her friend a smile.
Her phone buzzed and Quinn swiped the screen to see a message from Autumn. She wondered if Autumn had a sixth sense that let her know she was the topic of conversation.
Autumn: I’m designing your space and started thinking about furniture. There’s a place in town I’d love to show you. They sell loungy boho-type furniture. Would you be able to meet up with me? This would really help inform the rest of the design.
Quinn: Sure. When do you want to get together?
Autumn: Actually, could you do it right now? I happen to be free.
Quinn: Sure. Just shoot me the address.
“Is everything okay?” Madison’s voice broke through Quinn’s trance.
“Yeah. Autumn texted. She wants to go to some furniture place with me.”
Madison smashed her hands together excitedly.
“Hey, no. Stop that. This is literally for business.”
“If you say so.”
“I do say so.”
“Just let it be whatever it evolves into,” Madison suggested.
“You really think it’s that simple. That I moved to this new place and that I’m just casually going to meet the love of my life?”
“Why not?”
“This isn’t the Hallmark Channel. No one is meeting their soulmate. I’m going with her to look at chairs.”
“You are no fun.”
Quinn rose from the couch and grabbed some clothes from her suitcase. She sauntered past Madison and into the bathroom.
“Sorry my life isn’t more interesting. You should get back on the dating apps. You’re clearly very interested in love.”
Madison groaned as Quinn closed the bathroom door behind her.
A short time later Quinn pulled into the parking lot of what seemed to be an old warehouse.Charming, Quinn said under her breath. She hoped that Autumn wasn’t part of the mafia or something. This felt an awful lot like the soap opera, General Hospital, her grandmother had watched growing up. From the only other car in the parking lot Autumn waved to her enthusiastically. Quinn’s heartbeat hard in her chest. She beggedher heart to settle down. Afterall, she was only there to look at furniture. Autumn met Quinn at her car before she had fully gotten out. Quinn scowled at the wrappers from fast food in her floorboards.Sexy,she commended herself in a mocking inner dialogue. Then again, why should it matter?
“I’m so glad you could make it on short notice.” Autumn held her arms out and gave Quinn a polite hug.
“I’m glad you texted. I’ve always loved visiting abandoned warehouses,” Quinn teased.
“Don’t you let the outside of this place fool you. It’s an amazing resource when it comes to buying cheap but unique furniture.”
“Color me curious,” Quinn drawled with a smile.
Autumn led the way inside the warehouse. Quinn’s eyes scanned the space. The warehouse was stacked wall to wall with furniture.
“I hope you don’t find this insulting. But are you sure this place is legal?” Quinn laughed.
“Yes, I actually know the owner. I get first pick when she gets new pieces in.”
Quinn took note of Autumn’s words. She wondered if maybe this place belonged to an ex-girlfriend that Autumn wason friendly terms with. Not that she cared to hear about any of Autumn’s former girlfriends.
