Blondie by Joanne Ganci

Author:Joanne Ganci [Ganci, Joanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-08T04:00:00+00:00

Max

25

“That’s the last crate, boss,” Randy says, putting down the crate full of preserves Mama made. I thank him and check that off of my list. “You sure you don’t want any help setting up?”

“Nah, man. I got a system going. I appreciate the help unloading the truck, though.”

“Of course. I’ll be back around closing time to help you load up and get the truck back to the farm. Jesse should be here to help you run the booth before long.”

“Thanks, man,” I tell him, shaking his hand. “Enjoy the day with your family.”

“Always. Celia has a show she’s going to be putting on as soon as I get home. Gotta stop at Maybell’s to pick up some flowers for my little girl.”

“Tell her I can’t wait to see her first big concert.”

“I will, she’ll love that. Especially coming from Maxwell Weston,” he says in a girlish voice, holding his clasped hands beneath his chin, and batting his eyelashes. I throw my head back laughing at his imitation of his daughter and wave in the direction he takes off laughing in.

With everything checked in, I set up the display on the table. Satisfied that the connections and temps on the refrigerators and generator are just right, I take a seat and wait for the onslaught of customers. The farmer’s market is always busy, but I enjoy every fast-paced second of it. I know how much Dad loved working the booth, and it makes me feel just a little bit closer to him when I’m doing it.

Hopefully, we’ll be busy enough that I won’t have the chance to dwell on the fact that my date last night went terribly wrong. Everything was going great, then I just had to get wrapped up in the moment and open my big fat mouth. It’s so hard to force myself to hold back, when all I want to do is wrap her in my arms and drift off into the sunset anytime I’m around her. God, I sound so ridiculous. I need to put my fucking big boy pants on and get over myself. If I want any chance of winning her heart, I need to dial it back a notch or 10,000. A shove to my shoulder brings me out of my melodramatic thoughts, and I look over to see Jesse grinning at me. “What was that for?”

“That,” he shoves me again, “was because I’ve been standing here trying to talk to you for several minutes. When I realized you weren’t listening, I look over and see that you were making these weird facial expression ranging from pissed off to wistful. What you daydreamin’ about, pretty boy?”

“Who you callin’ pretty boy, Jesse ‘gets all the boys’ Forrester?”

He leans against the back of the chair next to me. “The fact that I’m ridiculously attractive and great in bed doesn’t mean you’re not a pretty boy, Maxwell Weston.”

“I take pity on every guy that has ever gotten into your bed.”

“Who says I let them in my bed?” he winks.

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