“Is that everything?” Piper steps beside with me her tablet in her hands.
It’s way too early for her to be this full of energy. She used to be the one who hated mornings. Today I’m dragging because my evenings are filled with talking to my fake girlfriend. But it’s starting to feel real, and I think I like it.
“Yep. Did you get the payment stuff?”
“Already in my car.” She taps something on the screen then pulls it to her chest in a hug. She’s so odd. “I’ll see you over there. I’m gonna stop and pick us up some coffee. You look like you need it.”
“That’s kind of mean.”
“Nope.” She shakes her head. “Mean would be offering you the eye masks I keep in my bag.”
She’s right. That would have been brutal. “Any chance you want to grab donuts, too?”
“If I have time.” She pats my back like I’m her kid brother when in reality, I’m older. “See you at the booth. The normal set up should be fine.”
With my marching orders, I get in my truck and head to town. Thank goodness Philip and Peter did the main set up last night. Doing all that on my own is not what I want this morning. I just hope the day goes quickly so I can take Jasmin around and show her how great this town is.
The Spring Blooms Festival gets larger every year. A lot of it is because of Samantha and her boyfriend. Not only did they get the schools and community involved, but the social media presence from the people who come to see the flowers has exploded.
I’m not mad about it, though. It means more foot traffic and sales for us. A lot of the food vendors sell our wine, and we give out a ton of free samples. Which makes those going on the trails stop at the winery. Plus, we still sell bottles from the booth for those in town who only come to the festival to let their littles wear off some energy.
“Can I get a sangria sample?”
I know that voice anywhere. When I look up Jasmin’s dark brown eyes are on me.
“Anything for a beautiful woman.”
Her cheeks turn a soft pink beneath her sun hat. “I bet you say that to all the ladies.”
“Not really. You’re the only one I’ve ever invited out here.”
I hear “awws” from the group of older ladies behind her. At least they are feeling the swoon. I can’t tell if Jasmin believes me, or if she thinks it’s only a line.
“It’s really crowded out here. I didn’t think there would be this many people in such a small town.” She glances around at the throngs of people surrounding the booths and food trucks. “Businesses must thrive at this event.”
“We do. Most of the people who come are from out of town. We grow pretty flowers out here.”
“Yes, you do.” Although I can’t see her as I’m prepping her wine sample, I can feel her eyes traveling down my body.
I hand her the plastic cup of sangria and she moves to the side of the table, letting the people behind her get their samples.
It’s weird having someone watch me while I work. Piper does because she’s worried I’ll mess something up, but it’s mostly when it comes to the events. I don’t blame her since it’s brand new.
The big group of ladies are walking to the next booth with their wine samples in hand. They grabbed a card before they left and I know they’ll be stopping at the winery at some point over the weekend.
“Where’s your sister? I thought she was working the booth with you.”
I motion for her to join me behind the table. As long as she doesn’t serve the wine, she’ll be fine. Plus, it adds time for us to spend together. Honestly, I wasn’t expecting her to come until closer to the end of my booth time. It’s a nice surprise.
“She’s taking over in about an hour. Right now, her and Beau are probably making out in the funhouse.”
“Why do I feel like there’s a story there?”
“Let’s just say I’ll never go into another one.” I shutter at what he and my sister are most likely doing. Of all the places for them to realize they loved each other as more than friends, it’s definitely unique.
“Please tell me we won’t be visiting that attraction.”
“Absolutely not.” I get another set of cups ready for samples. “I thought Daniela and Jacob were coming.”
