Page 4 of Reckless Chances
“I’m just waiting on materials, as soon as those pot lights come in, I’ll work day and night to get them installed for you.”
Charlie took the ten in his fingers and snapped it a couple of times before putting it in the register. There weren’t any big box stores in town, and with all of the recent road closures due to floods, what would take a day to be delivered in the city, could take weeks to find its way to Chance Rapids. He sighed. “I know. Thanks, bud.”
“How did you know that she’s a pretty blond?” Freddie stopped on his way to the door.
Charlie felt his cheeks redden and was thankful the blush was concealed by this thick dark beard. “I caught a glimpse of her the other day.”
“I think she’s single.” Freddie grinned.
“Get out of here.” Charlie snapped the bar towel in Freddie’s direction.
Single? He polished the row of martini glasses that were rarely used. How could a woman that gorgeous not already be married? And why would she choose Chance Rapids to start a flower shop? He shook his head, trying to get her smile out of his mind. Women like her didn’t last long in this town. He’d seen it time and time again. Chance Rapids looks romantic from afar, but when these women realize that it isn’t a small-town utopia, that their Hallmark life is hard work, they always pack up and leave.
He played it cool with Freddie, but there were a couple of reasons he hadn’t been able to get that woman off his mind since she walked into the construction site last week. One, she was drop-dead gorgeous; and two, the nagging feeling that he recognized her, that he knew her from somewhere. When that happened, it wasn’t good. Before he moved to Chance Rapids, he had been a bit of a player. Could she have been one in the line of one night stands he’d had in college before he dropped out?
She was going to be his neighbor. He needed to figure it out.
