The Game Show Bride by Jackie Braun

Author:Jackie Braun
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

KELLI planned to go shopping Sunday morning while Sam and the girls were at church. She had nothing to wear while playing golf at an exclusive club, even among all of her new purchases for the television show. She told Sam as much.

“We’ll come with you,” he said.

“You just want to get out of going to church.”

“Sure,” he agreed, sending Joe a wink. The cameraman just shook his head and mouthed, “I’m not here.”

“Besides, you need my help.” His tone sobered. “And Danbury’s needs Boeke Appliances.”

She didn’t argue with him. Somewhere in the past twenty-four hours, they had gone from competitors to allies. They were something more than that, as well, but Kelli didn’t want to consider exactly what that might be. The possibilities were simply too scary.

“There’s a nice upscale shop on Michigan Avenue that carries a women’s golf line a lot of the ladies at the club wear.” Sam consulted his watch. “It’s probably not open till noon, but I bet the owners could be persuaded to flip the locks early. We’ll start there.”

“No.”

“No?”

“I shop at Danbury’s.”

“Listen, I appreciate your loyalty to the store and all, but this is business.”

“Exactly, which is why we will shop at Danbury’s. And if Danbury’s doesn’t have the ‘in’ brands women are looking for when it comes to women’s golf attire, I’m going to suggest to our buyers that they start getting them.”

She had his attention. His full attention. So she pressed on. “Golf isn’t just a man’s game. A lot of women play golf.”

When he arched an eyebrow, she said, “Just because I don’t know how to play doesn’t mean I don’t read about it. Its popularity has skyrocketed across all segments of the population since Tiger Woods came along. But, popular or not, it’s still a game that requires money, even at a municipal course.

“It’s a game associated with affluence and the country club set, and yet suddenly half the people in the country want to play or at least look like they play. Other department stores have exclusive agreements with pros for endorsed products.”

“We can’t afford Tiger,” he replied dryly.

“No, but we could carry more of the products he endorses. Or we could try to get an agreement with another pro. And that brings me to the mannequins.”

“How did we move from golf to mannequins?”

“We didn’t. We moved from clothes to mannequins. A very natural segue, I might add. Keep up, please.”

He chuckled softly. “You’re something else.”

She crossed her arms over her chest. “I’m just saying that Danbury’s mannequins all look like something right out of the nineteen fifties. It doesn’t matter what kind of hip, trendy clothing you drape on them, they all wind up looking like June and Ward Cleaver.”

He touched her cheek. A soft, simple stroke that shouldn’t have made her pulse jump or her knees feel weak.

“I meant it as a compliment, Kelli.”

When she said nothing, he teased, “This is where you say, ‘thank you.”’

“Thank you.”

An hour later, all four of them were at Danbury’s accompanied by Joe and his ever-vigilant camera.

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