“Oh, it’s even more beautiful than I remembered. Bring it in and put it right over there by the wall, I want it to be the first thing people see when they walk in,” I said, stepping aside and pointing to where I wanted it.
“Hello to you too,” Dillon said with a chuckle. “Sheesh, it’s like we’re invisible.”
“Sorry,” I said with a laugh, stepping over to give my cousin a kiss on the cheek. “Hi.”
He shook his head and looked to Jed. “Should we lift this beast before my back goes out?”
Once they had it in place, I stood there, admiring the table and trying to decide if that was definitely where I wanted it. I paced the floor, looking around the room, then back at the table, then walked around the table, looking at it from all angles.
“She’ll be at that for a while,” Dillon said fondly, then put his hand on my arm to get my attention. “Rena, we can’t stay, we’re making more deliveries, but Laurel wanted me to tell you she’s finalized the plans for the opening and will be contacting you. And, that you need to come over for dinner one night, rather than working yourself to the bone.”
“I will, promise,” I assured him, then looked to Jed. “Thanks so much for bringing this by. It’s perfect.”
Jed gave me that grin that had recently started making my knees go weak and said, “No problem.”
I walked the guys to the door, thanked them again, and was about to close it when Jed said, “Still waiting on your text for your dinner preference. I’ll be back in about an hour and a half.”
Oh, shoot, I’d forgotten all about texting him.
“Sorry, does Chinese sound okay?” I asked, thinking it was best for me to just tell him, because I’d probably forget to text once I got back to work.
“What do ya like?” he asked.
“Beef and broccoli, kung pao chicken, fried rice … oh, and don’t forget the egg roll. Or the chopsticks.”
“You got it,” Jed said easily.
As I shut the door, I heard Dillon ask, “You’re bringing Rena dinner?” then I shut the door soundly before he could ask me any questions or start teasing me.
As I walked back inside, I almost felt bad for Jed. I looked at the river table, and as inspiration struck, I forgot all about dinner, Jed, and Dillon, and got back to work.