The Cask by Danielle Allen

Author:Danielle Allen [Allen, Danielle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Art of Being
Published: 2021-02-18T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

I didn’t bother to block him because I wanted to see when he called. I wanted to know what he had to say even though I had no intention of responding to his calls or messages.

Omari Fortune: I just got home. Dinner ran a little later than expected. Give me a call whenever you’re free.

Omari Fortune: I’m heading to bed. Just wanted you to know you’re on my mind. Goodnight.

Omari Fortune: Good morning, beautiful.

Omari Fortune: Everything okay?

My cell phone rang, and I stared at Omari’s number before placing the phone back on my desk. With pursed lips, I continued typing out the email to the singer that would be featured for my new Wine Down Wednesday event. Five minutes later, my phone rang again. When I saw who it was, I answered.

“Hey, Alexis!”

“Hey…” She dragged the word out longer than necessary. “Do you have a minute?”

“Yeah. What’s up?”

“It’s one of those things that you have to see. Can you come upstairs for a minute?”

“Yeah, I can come up. Let me hit send.”

I ended the call and then sent the contract. Turning off my space heater, I dropped my phone in the pocket of my cardigan and headed upstairs.

“What’s going on?” I wondered as I rounded the corner.

“They need you to sign for the flowers!” Alexis exclaimed. She damn near bounded over to me as she pointed at the bouquet.

I smiled at the delivery woman with the name Sue emblazoned on her shirt. “Hello, thank you.” I signed her paperwork and handed it back to her.

“There’s one more thing,” Sue told me. “I’ll be right back.”

The moment she left out of the door Alexis started jumping up and down.

“One day you’re married to your business and the next I find you making out with handsome men and getting flowers sent to you. I’m so happy for you! I feel like”—she stopped and put her hand over her heart— “I feel like this guy could be the one.”

“You are blowing this way out of proportion,” I told her as I climbed onto the barstool in front of the bouquet.

“Read the card!” Alexis demanded, standing next to me. “Where’s the card?”

I looked around and in between the flowers and I didn’t see anything. “Doesn’t look like there’s a card or a note or even a receipt.”

“Maybe it fell,” she suggested, looking on the floor.

“Maybe.” I looked under my barstool.

The door to the bar opened and I expected to see Sue walk in, but I sat up quickly when I realized it wasn’t her.

“Ebony Montresor…” Omari’s deep voice carried my name with so much power that it always managed to tighten my gut.

Finding it difficult to make eye contact, I turned my attention to the flowers. “Hello, Omari.”

He approached me tentatively. “Is everything okay?”

“Everything is fine.” I rolled my shoulders back and met his gaze. “Is everything okay with you?”

He looked confused. “I’m not sure,” he said slowly. “Can we talk?”

“Here we are,” Sue announced as she walked in with another bouquet and a pretty wine bottle.

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