Better Date than Never Collection (Books 6-10) by Susan Hatler

Author:Susan Hatler
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hatco Publishing

Chapter Five

At noon on Friday, my shaky hands gripped the steering wheel as I drove to my condo complex during my lunch hour. I’d finished decorating the den last night and Greg—er, my client I reminded myself for the hundredth time—loved the final result. When he thanked me, his eyes had been full of emotion. He’d praised each one of my choices, which touched me deeply.

Now we were waiting to see what Jenna thought.

Although I assured Greg he didn’t need to attend since he’d worked all night at the hospital, he refused to miss the photo shoot. He told me he had the next two nights off work, so I felt better that he wouldn’t be trying to save lives in the emergency room while exhausted.

As Greg puttered in the kitchen, I rose from his couch, and started pacing. What if Jenna hated the look? Sure, Greg and I loved the den. The room had been cold and plain before. Now, it felt warm and welcoming, making me want to curl up with a novel in the antique accent chair I’d found at a consignment store.

My forehead throbbed. What if Jenna thought classical-cozy felt boring? I’d added a framed poster of Vincent Van Gogh’s Twelve Sunflowers in a Vase for color and fun. What if she preferred flowers in the kitchen? In my opinion, flowers filled every room with happiness, but it’s not like I had a degree to validate my taste. That was why Jenna’s opinion meant so much to me.

My palms turned clammy and I rubbed them against my blue slacks.

Greg sauntered from the kitchen to the living room, and handed me a mug. “Peppermint tea. Should help calm your nerves.”

“Is it that obvious I’m freaked out?” I wrapped my hands around the warm cup, gratefully. His support meant a lot, especially since I wasn’t used to having someone take care of me. “Waiting for Jenna feels like slow torture.”

He rubbed his hand on the small of my back, guiding me to the sofa. “You transformed my den, Ginger. You have an amazing touch. Just ask The Skipper. The den is now his favorite room, but he has to suffer with my bedroom until after the interview so he doesn’t get in the way.”

“Well, if the kitten likes the improvements then I’m set,” I joked. My belly tightened with knots as I dropped down on the couch and tried to deep breathe. No big deal. It was only my entire future.

Knock-knock-knock.

My eyes flew to the front door. “I’ll get it.”

Greg’s brows came together in confusion when I didn’t move. He gestured with his hand and nodded toward the door. “Want to me to . . .?”

My throat went dry, my legs were lead, and I lifted my lashes. “Yes, please.”

I watched in terror as Greg answered the door and greeted Jenna, whose long blonde hair tumbled over her shoulders. Get a grip, Ginger. Taking a deep breath, I stood, then pasted on a smile. “Hi, Jenna. How are you?”

I’d stood and I’d formed words.

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