If I wasn’t afraid of falling in love with you…
The whole town thinks that boy is in love with you.
No, no, no.
Nope.
Love was not happening. Hadn’t she just decided that?
She and Elliot were just really good actors. Actors who were physically attracted to each other. That was it. That was all she would allow.
Was it warm in here?
Daisy started pulling off her sweater, yanking it over her head and leaving her hair a staticky mess in its wake.
When she emerged, her grandmother looked alarmed. ‘Are you okay, dear?’
‘Fine. Why?’
‘You look… terrified.’
Daisy scoffed.Terrified.Terrified? Terrified of falling in love again. With the wrong personagain. Getting her feelings destroyed and her heart brokenagain. No, not her. Of course not. Why would she be?
‘I’m fine. Totally fine. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to finish loading these things into the truck so I can go set up our booth and make lots and lots of money.’ She tried and failed to smooth her hair down.
Grandma June gave her a worried smile. ‘Okay, but you know where to find me if you need me.’
‘Thanks, Grandma.’
Grandma patted the old cardboard box. ‘And don’t spend too much time in the past, Daisy. Sometimes you need to focus on moving forward.’
Moving forward. Right. Easier said than done.
When Daisy emerged from the shop again with her next armload of supplies, Jeanie was out front on Main Street, as well, giving Logan instructions for his return trip.
‘I’m going to need at least two folding tables, tablecloths, cups, napkins, at least three of the coffee carafes…’ She listed things off on her fingers.
Logan nodded after each item. ‘We can fit it all.’ He patted the side of the truck. ‘Let me get Daisy’s stuff dropped off and I’ll come down to the café.’
Jeanie planted a kiss on his cheek. ‘Perfect.’ She smiled at Daisy. ‘Excited about today?’
‘Excited to sell a lot of flower crowns.’
Jeanie laughed. ‘I’m sure you will.’
Daisy sure hoped so. She needed these sales for next month’s rent.
‘You want to come down for a cup of coffee? Hazel’s meeting me.’ Jeanie gestured down the street. It was still quiet. The festivities didn’t start until late afternoon, but the food trucks were already rolling in.
‘No, thanks. I should get over to the town square and set up.’
‘Okay, see you later.’ Jeanie waved and headed back to the café. Daisy locked up the shop and hopped into the passenger side of Logan’s truck.
He closed the truck bed and climbed in beside her. It would be a short drive, but it was much easier than trying to haul all this stuff in multiple trips in her car.
‘Thanks for the ride.’
‘No problem.’
