“Thank you,” I said.
“Anytime. Just text me if you think of anything else,” he said.
As much as I didn’t want another letter, I found the notion of having another conversation with him not exactly a bad thing.
I turned to see Luna packing up a large bag of goodies for Jack, which were most likely for his wife.
“Those are on the house, Luna,” I told her so she didn’t charge them.
“You got it,” she replied, finishing putting everything in the bag and then sending them on their merry way.
I watched them as they exited the bakery and saw Axel as he turned back at the last moment to look me straight in the eye, smile, and then walk out.
“God, those are two good-looking men,” Luna said quietly to me, likely having caught his smile as he walked out.
“Yeah,” I said a little breathily.
That was all I was apparently capable of.
“Even when he was talking in Swedish and I had no idea what he was saying, it was still kinda hot,” she said, wiggling her eyebrows at me.
I rolled my eyes, but she wasn’t wrong.
“I know you aren’t looking to date right now, but I feel like one night with that man wouldn’t be a bad idea,” she added, causing me to chuckle.
Luna had been on my case for nearly two years to go out on dates, but I just wasn’t interested. I’d done that in my early twenties but then changed my focus to my business for the latter half of that decade and didn’t feel like I was missing anything.
My time was split between Scandinavian Sweets and spending time with my aging parents, especially since my father’s health had declined in the last few years.
“Okay, while there’s a lull in customers, fill me in on what Axel said, and I’ll tell you what his partner, Jack, asked.”
I spent the next fifteen minutes filling her in and getting details from her as well, and I felt hopeful that Braden would finally become a memory instead of a constant headache.
I made my way back to the small office in the back to get some paperwork done on some upcoming orders, and I got a ping on my phone as I walked in.
I pulled out my phone as I sat at my small desk in the corner to see a new text from Axel.
Axel: It was nice to meet you. I will stop by your bakery later this week with an update if that is okay?
Me: That sounds great. I’ll have some more goodies for you to take back to Ruthie as well.
I felt a small smile stretch across my face just from this simple exchange, even though I felt a little silly when I added the smile emoji to the end of my last text.
Maybe I should listen to Luna. I wasn’t looking for Mr. Right, but Mr. Right Now wouldn’t be so bad. Just because I was on a diet didn’t mean I couldn’t look at the menu options, right?
