Real Vintage Maverick by Marie Ferrarella

Author:Marie Ferrarella
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-09-09T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Without meaning to, Cody had upended her life to such a degree that it became increasingly difficult for her to focus on anything else except for the man who had inspired her shop’s new name.

Still, she did have a lot of work left to do and the work was not about to do itself. There was a deadline breathing down her neck. The flyers were out and the grand opening of Real Vintage Cowboy was set for Friday at two, so the shop absolutely, positively had to be ready by then.

That meant that there was still an overwhelming amount of work get done.

She had endless checklists connected to that goal running through her head, and at times, Catherine felt as if she was going in four different directions all at the same time. Each time she started doing one thing, she thought of something else she needed to attend to, another estate sale she wanted to monitor on her laptop, another piece she thought could be improved upon, et cetera.

Consequently, she found herself doing six things at once, completing none because yet another thing demanded her attention.

Catherine began to feel as if she was wearing out from the inside out.

Cody put in as much time as he could spare away from his ranch and the quarter horses he was training. He was lucky in that the two ranch hands who worked for him had been with him since the beginning and knew the routine that was involved as well as he did.

For the first time since Renee’s passing, he found himself actually wanting to leave the ranch rather than using any excuse to hide there. Things, he thought, were definitely changing for him.

And Catherine was the reason behind the change.

Watching her move quickly about the shop brought to mind the image of a propelled ball bearing that had been released in an old-fashioned pinball machine. He shook his head, growing exhausted by proxy.

“You might want to just finish one thing at a time,” he finally suggested.

“I would if I could, but there’s always something else I realize I’ve forgotten to do,” Catherine told him as she raced by Cody on her way to the storage room.

When Cody suddenly blocked her path and took hold of her shoulders, she came to a skidding, abrupt halt. Confused, the look she shot at Cody was ripe with impatience.

Was he trying to make some kind of point?

Now?

“What?” she bit off, then flushed because she realized that she must have sounded like some kind of a shrew. “What?” she repeated, saying the word a little more softly. In both cases, however, her impatience all but vibrated through the word. She didn’t have time for this. She still had eight hundred and ninety-seven things to do before Friday, or at least that was the way it felt to her.

“Slow down a little,” he advised in the same tone he used to gentle an agitated horse.

Easy for him to say. His success or failure wasn’t riding on how well the shop was initially received.

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