Grounds for Romance (The Coffee Loft Series: Fall Collection): Small Town Romantic Comedy by Walker Mel

Author:Walker, Mel
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-10-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Devon

One day.

I just need to survive one more day. Tomorrow is pitch day. Tomorrow is the last day I’ll ever have to keep my secret from Zara. Despite Marvin’s warning, my instincts tell me I’ve waited long enough. After we celebrate her pitch, I’m going to tell her everything.

Tomorrow.

My eyes find Zara, right where she always is, seated by the window, tapping on her laptop while stealing glances out the window. My gaze lingers for a few heartbeats. Long beats that let me appreciate the woman I so admire. I expect her to turn any moment, like she does a hundred times a day, but she doesn’t. I know the reason why—tomorrow.

I’m sure she’s lost in her head, visualizing the meeting. Her introduction, me walking in with the first outfit. She’s gone in circles ten times, picking out the introductory design. The outfit that will set the tone and capture the owner’s attention. I watched her swirl for an hour, only to land back where she started—the most logical place—the volleyball uniform the team will play in. She’s elevated the tank top and shorts to be both functional and fashionable. The tiny, intricate details are the hidden gem of the outfit. Each time you look at the uniform, you’ll discover another unique element that Zara has perfectly placed. A blue star sewn into the seam of the short. A reflective stripe the same color as the shorts, which when hit with a spotlight in a darkened arena, it will allow fans to follow the players’ movements like skeletons on Halloween.

I’ve overhead discussions on the backlots of Hollywood of people with their voices filled with awe, appreciation, and acknowledgement of working with special talents. And I now know how that feels. Zara is a special talent, and I feel honored to be able to play a tiny part in her journey to greatness.

Movement in front of me causes me to shift my attention to an arriving customer. A middle-aged woman with a head of massive wavy, red hair. It’s clearly a wig as I spot the edge of her brunette hair poking out from beneath it. Her skin is pancake white; her eyes hidden behind a large pair of sunglasses even though she’s indoors.

If this were L.A., I wouldn’t give her a second glance. But out here in Crestline, she’s an instant attraction. She grabs opposite forearms, points her left foot in front, twisting as if posing for a magazine cover. “I’ve heard about this place. Best cappuccino in Cincinnati.”

I feel my jaw droop, my mouth hanging open like a cartoon character, and my head swirls. Her line.

That line.

It can’t be.

My hand lands on the edge of the counter for balance as I wait for my vision to clear. Her large hands pat her crooked wig before lowering to open the single button holding her beige trench coat together. She flaps back each side of the coat behind her as if they’re wings, and she’s about to take flight. “Fill up one of those fancy thermoses.

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