Show Me How to Heal (Juniper Creek Book 2) by Ray Celar

Author:Ray Celar [Celar, Ray]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-10-19T16:00:00+00:00

At seven pm, Zayne finally shut the door behind the last customer — a full hour later than we were supposed to be open.

“Damn,” he sighed contentedly. As he turned around, his face showed utter exhaustion and pure happiness at the same time. His eyes were sparkling, and he had a wide smile on his lips. “That was… unbelievable.”

“It was awesome. Congratulations, Zayne.”

“Thanks, Luke. This wouldn’t have been possible without you.”

Zayne locked the door, then walked towards me, rounded the counter, and stepped right in front of me.

“I didn’t do much,” I said. Zayne had done all the hard work. This business was his baby. I’d merely placed a few soaps on the shelves and manned the register for the day — which was my job. He was paying me.

“Don’t sell yourself short,” he chastised me, shaking his head. “You charmed the pants off most of the customers. I might not have seen it in person, but Corey told me so, and several of my customers told me that you’re a great addition, and they liked you. Hell, I think like eighty percent of the deodorants I sold today are because of you.”

“Oh.” I shrugged, biting my lip. “I really didn’t do that much. Like… I’m not trying to oversell stuff, you know? I know that’s not the way your business works.”

Zayne rolled his eyes. “Would you please just take a fucking compliment? Because that’s what this was — a compliment. In case you don’t know: That’s when people say nice things about you. You’re not supposed to argue about it. You say, ‘Thank you, Zayne.’”

I smiled. “Thank you, Zayne.”

“Good boy.” He shuddered. “Forget I said that…”

“Yeah, I’m not a dog.” I sighed wistfully. It was really getting lonely in my cabin. The sale for the other one hadn’t gone through yet, and I was already regretting that decision. It’d been an impulse buy because apparently I was now the rich ex football — soccer. Fucking stupid shit, why did this one country have to call a sport the whole fucking world called one thing something completely different and unrelated? — who impulsively purchased real estate. Next time I’d probably do something stupid like buying the neighboring buildings if any of Zayne’s neighbors ever gave him shit.

Yeah… I could actually see myself doing that, which was not good. Not at all.

“Oh… yeah… dogs…” Zayne coughed, his cheeks tinting a little. “I was absolutely talking about dogs. Right. Yeah. So… this day was a complete success, and I wouldn’t have been able to do this without you, so… thank you. I owe you one.”

“You’re welcome,” I answered automatically. “Wait… you owe me one?” I added, biting my lip. “Did you already post any pictures of your soft opening on social media?”

My heart started hammering in my chest as I awaited his answer, hoping he’d say no but not believing it would be. Up until I’d seen Zayne aiming his smartphone at me, the fact that I might be in some of his pictures had completely escaped me.

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