Page 21 of Together in Harmony
He brings my hand to his lips and kisses it. "You’ve got my number, text me when you are next free. Now, do you need me to carry you inside?”
“No, not at all,” I tell him, picking up the crutches the clinic has given me. Still, he comes around and steadies me as I climb down from the high seat.
Walking me to the front door of the cabin, Asa glances down at the roses again, then back up at me.
“I’ll come over tomorrow with breakfast again.”
My head is spinning, this issonot a good idea. I need some time to clear my head and think things through.
“I’m sorry,” I mumble. “I’m on a crazy deadline, I can’t do anything but work for the next couple of days.”
“Shit, and I'm going to LA for a meeting on Thursday.” He runs a hand through his hair. “Dinner and dessert next week?” He gives me a hot look.
My knees are still weak from our last ‘lunch’, but I try my best to summon some willpower. I really, really want to spend more time with him.
But I should think things over first, when my vagina is not in charge.
“Call me when you are back from LA,” I say eventually.
“Of course, sweetheart. We’ve got all the time in the world.”
He kisses me again, then drives off.
I crutch into the cabin and put Asa’s business card on the table. Einstein is sitting on top of the fridge.
“Don’t give me that look. I haven’t had any action in ages. It’s fine.”
Sighing, I crutch back to the doorstep and clumsily deal with the gift that is apparently from Lennox.
The roses are beautiful. I maneuver them onto the table and look at the small card that came with them.
Dear Hamonny
Hop your feeling better.
I’ve bin thiking abot us a lot.
Luv Lennox.’
Jeepers. Lennox is not much of a speller.
He has also included a business card with his cell number on it. Just need Hugo’s card for a matching set.
“Roses? That’s a Lennox signature move…”
I don’t want to be moved by anyone’s signature move.
But the roses, they are not like the red roses you would see in a grocery store. They are voluptuous, the velvet petals spill open, releasing a heady scent.
How do you even find roses like this?
Duh, you idiot. It’s his signature move, he probably has a 'lush red rose supplier' on speed dial.
It’s confusing to be sitting at the table, fingering the gifts from Lennox, when I’ve just had a lunch date with Asa.
Thinking about it makes me blush.
I limp to the bathroom, throw off my soggy dress and turn the shower on.
