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I shove my notebook her way. “This is the list of ideas I’ve come up with thus far.”

She reaches on top of her head. “Oops. I forgot my glasses. Can I borrow yours, dear?”

“Sorry. I don’t wear glasses.”

She grins. “I meant Miller.”

Miller wears glasses? “I’ve never seen him with glasses.”

“He needs them for reading.”

The tips of Miller’s ears are on fire. “I’ll grab you a pair from the brewery.”

She catches his arm before he can escape. “You have a pair in your back pocket. I saw you put them there before we left my house.”

He stares at her with wide eyes for a moment before he sighs and reaches for his back pocket. He removes a pair of glasses and hands them to her. I giggle when I notice they’re old granny glasses.

He glowers at me. “Not a word, hear me. Not a word.”

I cough to cover up my laughter. “Of course, not.”

There’s more to Miller than meets the eye. He’s a momma’s boy who wears granny glasses for one. Damn. Do I need to re-evaluate how I feel about my number one enemy?

My inner hussy perks up.Yes, please.

Chapter 13

Can someone explain to the gossip gals what the word ‘help’ means? ~ Text from Eden to her girlfriends

Iplop the euonymus plant into the pot and step back to observe how it looks. The pot is one of Soleil’s, naturally, but it wasn’t specifically designed for this plant.

A big order came in from the brewery for plants to liven up their restaurant yesterday and I didn’t have time to consult with my friend about making new pots. Although, the goddess Flora knows, I have enough of Soleil’s pots to last me a while.

The door bursts open and Sage struts inside the shop with Petal, Feather, Cayenne, and Clove on her heels. I smile in greeting while simultaneously hoping they aren’t here for Project Enemy. Maybe they’re here to buy a plant. This is a plant store after all.

“Hello, Sage. How are you on this glorious morning?”

And it is a glorious morning. The sun is shining. I have a huge order to help me stave off foreclosure for another month. And I came up with some ideas for classes to teach to tourists with Daisy yesterday.

“What a pretty plant,” Cayenne remarks.

“I’m sold out of these, but I have other similar plants I can show you.”

“We’re not here for plants,” Sage says.

Feather frowns at her friend. “You promised to be subtle.”

I can’t help my laugh from escaping. Sage and subtle in the same sentence? Hilarious.

“I can be subtle,” Sage claims.

“And I didn’t set the curtains on fire last night,” Petal says.

As the owner of the candle storeSensual Scents,Petal feels she has a moral obligation to test out all the sexy candles she creates. Too bad her husband Orion is known for forgetting all about the candles when they’re getting down to business. The volunteer fire department uses their ‘incidents’ as training events.

“I thought you got rid of the curtains,” Cayenne says.

Petal shrugs. “We did but I saw these cute lace curtains and I couldn’t resist.”

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