Color My World by Laura Westbrook

Author:Laura Westbrook [Westbrook, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lakewood Hills Publishing
Published: 2020-06-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Cassie glanced at the clock again, trying to ignore the butterflies in her stomach. It wasn’t six yet, and she’d been waiting for twenty minutes. She didn’t want to risk being late, not to a professional-could-be-a-date meeting, and especially not with Hank.

She shifted her weight and smoothed out her dress. After discarding half a dozen options, she’d settled on a pretty, pale pink dress with a high waist that flared out into an A-line style. Then she’d given a soft curl to her hair, but she worried that she was being too fussy for a business meeting. But was that what this was? If he’d wanted it to just be business, she thought they’d have met at a coffeeshop and stayed there.

Still, she worried that it might be “too much.” She’d fussed for what felt like all morning before scolding herself that it really didn’t matter. He was there to talk about the painting, not stare at her. Besides, Hank had seen her at the market and after hours at work, after she’d changed out of her work uniform. He knew what she looked like.

In the end, her practical side—if she even possessed such a thing—hadn’t won out completely. She started with subtle makeup, with matching lipstick, but she went for winged eyeliner, just to make an impact. She knew he liked a little flair.

Then she added a rose to her hair. She wore flat, comfortable shoes, seeing how though they were going to a fair, but she enjoyed the subtle touches of color and fun. She smoothed her dress down again and bit her lip. She was sure he’d be here on time. He didn’t seem like the kind of guy to keep a woman waiting—especially not someone who was designing his custom painting.

She hoped she’d read this right, read him right. She really wanted there to be more to this than “business,” but she knew she couldn’t make that happen, no matter how much she wanted it. Hank had to want it, too, and so far, she just wasn’t sure.

She heard a car approaching the sidewalk just as the clock moved to six. Hank was punctual, not a minute too early or too late. She tried to decide if she should move toward him or look like she was busy enjoying the nearby flowers, to where she wasn’t too eager for him to arrive.

But she was sure it had to be him. She felt butterflies overtake her again, lightly brushing their way through her body.

She looked up to see a minivan pull into the parking spot. She frowned, wondering if he drove that kind of car for convenience—it probably would make buying paintings on a whim easier, with all that room in the back—but then another man, short and round, got out and helped a toddler from the backseat. Definitely not him.

She had just a moment to feel disappointed when she felt a touch brush her elbow. “Excuse me, ma’am, but were you looking for a ride to the fair?”

She turned to see Hank standing there, a smile on his face.

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