Page 20 of A Home for Harmony
“My sister,” she said. “I told her what happened the day my car died and that I was sitting with you in your SUV. I call a hot guy bacon.”
He snorted. “Why is that?”
“Do you eat bacon?”
“Don’t most men?” he asked.
She rolled her eyes. He was adorably grumpy, which made it even funnier, considering she was the total opposite.
“I think so,” she said. “Ilovebacon.” He looked up at her and she was lifting her eyebrows up and down. “But the sound it makes is why I call a hot guy bacon. It sizzles. Sizzling is hot. Hot is bacon. Get it?”
“I suppose,” he said.
“You’re no fun,” she said, eating some more around a grin.
“Not long ago you said I was funny.”
“That is something different. Anyway, how old are you?”
“Twelve years older than you,” he said.
“Thirty-eight,” she said. “Not that old. I’m assuming you ran my plates when I left. Aren’t you supposed to do those things before you let someone go to see if there is a warrant out for me or something?”
He squinted. “You weren’t under suspicion for anything, and it’s not like I had a computer with me to do it.”
“You could have called it in,” she said.
“How do you know so much about this?”
“I might as well tell you so you know,” she said. “Oh wow, the look on your face is priceless. I don’t have a record. You know that. Did you think I was going to confess some crime?”
“No,” he said. “I’m waiting for you to drop some bombshell on me that I’m not going to understand. I have enough of those conversations with my daughter.”
“You’re putting the age barrier up there, not me. You could try to learn the things your daughter is talking about rather than thinking it’s not your generation.”
“I’m sure you’d understand her more. She’s sixteen going on twenty-six.”
Harmony smiled. “All teenage girls are like that. And what I was going to say is that my sister-in-law, Daisy, she’s married to Theo. Her best friend is married to Luke Remington. You know Luke, right?”
“I do,” he said. “He works under me.”
“I assumed that,” she said. “And Daisy talks about things that Heather might mention, but not specific details or anything. They work together too.”
“That’s what you smell like,” he said.
“I smell?” she asked, lifting her arm up to check under it. She didn’t think anyone ever said she stunk in her life.
“The floral scents. Scarlet has a bunch of those things, but I know Luke’s wife makes a lot of products at Blossoms where she works.”
“Yes,” she said. “I do some work with Blossoms too.”
Not what she originally wanted.
She’d put together a proposal for a skincare line for Lily and then changed her mind.
It made sense when it first popped into her head, but then she realized the amount of work it’d take for Lily to add this line and decided that she was being selfish doing it.
She accepted other skincare sponsors and was ecstatic with the working relationship.
