We grab our salads and some juices before walking to The Space. There are a few spots open near the front window, so we take them.
I can’t help but be impressed with this place.
It’s been busy since we opened, and honestly, if I’m not writing on my porch, this is where I like to be.
“Hey,” Tobias says when he walks in. His computer bag is slung over his shoulder. “Are you working today?”
Tobias and I met in college. In fact, that’s how I met all my friends. Tobias, Beck, Hero, Zane, Beck, and I all write romance, so it was easy for us to bond in college, since it isn’t something a lot of guys choose as a career.
I shake my head to answer his question. “Just eating and relaxing before camp. I’ll be back while he’s there, though. My next book is due in two weeks, and the one after that is due in six.”
Tobias whistles. “I can’t believe you did that to yourself.”
I was convinced the house next door wouldn’t sell. A little too convinced. Clearly.
“Can you still meet the contractor this afternoon at three?” he asks.
“Yes.”
“I have soccer, Dad.” Grey cuts in.
“Oh, right.” I look at Tobias. “Let’s move it to four.”
“You have to pick me up at four,” Grey adds.
Shit.
“I can move something around,” Tobias says. “I’ll meet him today.”
“Thanks.”
Tobias and I have plans to open more locations around Wyoming. So things are crazy in all areas of my life. I’m not in denial. I know I spread myself thin.
“Dad, look, it’s Greer,” Grey says and points out the front window with his fork. Her bike rolls to a stop in front of the window, and she waves at us. Then she climbs off her bike, leans it against the building, and pushes the door open.
My eyes take in her white shoes, her lean tan legs, and then focus on the coral dress she’s wearing that cinches at the waist and features a scoop neck. She has a small gold necklace with matching earrings, and her brown hair is down now, straight. Probably to accommodate the white bike helmet she’s wearing. Her bright chocolate eyes catch mine for a moment before she looks between me and my son.
I swallow and then take another bite before I say something stupid, like how fucking sexy she looks right now.
“Hey, you two. You are the exact duo I was looking for.”
“Is it to give us more meal plans?” Grey asks.
“No, but I can definitely do that this weekend.”
“Cool.” Grey smiles, and then goes back to his Game Boy and lunch.
“I was actually looking for you,” she says.
I clear my throat and look up. “What do you need?”
“I need a favor tomorrow. The lawn in my backyard is dying fast and someone is coming to look at it. I was hoping you could let them in through the side gate. Or through the house since the gate lock can be a hassle sometimes.”
I’ll be honest, I was only half listening until she saidgo through her house. That’s the kind of help I need right now.
“Yeah, I can do that.”
“Really?” She beams. “It’s not a problem?”
