The Tea Shop on Lavender Lane

He’d done other things besides chase girls. By sophomore year in high school he’d decided he needed to work a little harder if he planned to go to college, so he’d pulled up his grades and gotten a 4.0. He’d even turned out for track his junior year (although the old man was not impressed). Still he’d done well, been pretty fast.

But he made his best time with the opposite sex. In college he’d even gotten close to buying a ring, but the nearer he got to hitting the jewelry store for a diamond, the less enthusiastic he became about that relationship. And the more possessive she became. They’d finally had one too many fights and broken up. Just as well. He hadn’t been ready. He still wasn’t. It would take an exceptional woman to pin him down.

Cecily’s perfect features and baby-blue eyes came to mind. Women didn’t get any more exceptional than her. Besides being beautiful, she was smart. He liked that. And he liked that she hadn’t fallen all over herself to be with him. He appreciated a challenge, liked the fact that she kept the fence high.

But now it was time to jump the fence, time to get this thing moving. She wanted to be with him, even though she’d been trying to hide it ever since they’d met, and God knew he wanted to be with her, more than he’d wanted to be with a woman in a long time.

Flowers always helped fuel a relationship, so Monday morning he went into Lupine Floral.

“Be still, my heart. It’s Mr. Gorgeous,” Kevin, one of the owners, teased him.

“That’s me,” Todd said. “Can you guys send some flowers for me today?”

“Of course. Who are we sending to and how much do you want to spend?”

“About fifty bucks, I guess. They need to go to Cecily Sterling over at Sweet Dreams.”

“Oh, my. From Mr. Gorgeous to Ms. Beautiful. Are you two an item now?”

“Just hanging out,” Todd said.

“Uh-huh,” Kevin said with a knowing nod. “Hanging out never gets flowers.”

“Sure it does, if you’re a nice guy like me. Now, what have you got?”

Kevin led him to the refrigerator case that bloomed with a variety of arrangements. “Come and see.”

Todd trailed him over there. Flowers were flowers, as far as he was concerned. But women seemed to like roses. “How about these?” he asked and pointed to a vase of white and pink rosebuds with some kind of greens stuck in with them.

“Oh, boring,” Kevin said.

Okay, they were going to stand here all day discussing the artistic merits of flowers. “You pick one.”

“Well, if I were you, I’d send this one,” Kevin said, reaching in for a gaudy bouquet. “Orange Asiatic lilies, fuchsia carnations, red Peruvian lilies, lavender chrysanthemums and, of course, the requisite greens, all in a glass bubble bowl.”

“Works for me,” Todd said and got out his credit card. And the sooner it worked, the better he’d like it.

* * *

Flowers arrived for Cecily Monday afternoon. The card that came with them was signed, Thinking about Saturday and smiling, Todd.

That made her smile, too. It had been a good date, especially that close encounter at the end.

But should she take the risk and allow herself to get serious about him? Was he the get-serious type? She still had her doubts.

She was just leaving to meet Charley for coffee at Bavarian Brews when Luke caught up with her on her way out. “Can I talk to you for a minute?”

Oh, boy. She already knew what he wanted to talk about, and she wasn’t looking forward to it. But this was a talk they needed to have. She nodded, and he escorted her around the side of the factory building.

“So, you and that guy—”

“Todd Black,” she corrected.

“Are you two serious?”

It was the same question she’d been asking herself since Saturday night. “That was only dinner and a movie.” And...she wasn’t going to tell Luke about the rest of it.

He propped a hand against the brick wall, bringing himself closer to where she stood. “I like movies. And dinner. And dancing.” She knew what he was referring to. She’d danced with him during the chocolate ball at her family’s first chocolate festival. The memory spread an unexpected warmth through her body. This was uncomfortable. And confusing.

“Let me take you out,” Luke said. “Have dinner with me.”

“We work together. It would be awkward.”

“I promise not to make it awkward.” He leaned in closer, and her nerve endings began to wake up. “All I’m asking is that you give me a chance.”

“Oh, I don’t—”

“No Sterling woman would pick the first vendor who wanted to do business with Sweet Dreams Chocolates. Don’t you think you should be just as discerning when you’re doing business of the heart?”

She’d never thought of Luke as a man of many words, especially poetic words like the ones he’d just uttered.

“A chance—that’s all I want,” he said. “At least consider it.”

She nodded.

Satisfied with that, he pushed away from the wall and let her continue to Bavarian Brews.

Except when she entered her favorite coffee shop she saw Todd inside, waiting in line to order. She did a quick about-face. After her encounter with Luke, she wasn’t ready for one with Todd, even if he had sent her flowers. Anyway, she was already feeling jittery. Probably the last thing she needed was caffeine.

No, the last thing she needed was to complicate her life by dating two different men. What on earth was she going to do?

Chapter Four (#u41e1ead5-8ff4-59a5-a7f7-76ae0b53d248)

Cecily was halfway down the street when Charley caught up with her.

“Bavarian Brews is that way,” Charley teased.

“Sorry. I was going to call you.” Once she got safely away. “I decided I should cut down on my coffee consumption.”

“Does that mean I’m going to have to pump you about your love life right here in the middle of the street?”

“There’s nothing to pump.”

Charley nodded cynically. “Sure. You just happened to run into Todd Black the other night and decided to share a table at my place.”

“It was only dinner.” Cecily glanced in the direction of the coffee shop. The last thing she wanted was to be standing here when Todd came out. “Give me a rain check on the coffee, okay? I’ve got to get back to the office.”

“Okay.” Charley nodded again. “You be careful, buddy. I know he’s hot, but I don’t want to see you get burned.”