Page 33 of His Curvy Happiness
I sat on the couch with a beer and the notebook Gail and Carson started their work in and thought over everything that would go into it. There was time, supplies, and transportation, obviously. But there was also marketing and setup. In some cases, we would have to set up the planters at the location. If I found standard containers, we could bill by the size, but not everyone would want the same thing. The theater would need tall and skinny planters that meant less plants but more dirt and filler. A place like Ramsey’s office would likely need something that fit on top of a desk or table.
I could do custom prices for everything, but that would make it harder to plan for and advertise. If I wanted to advertise. How much could I do before I ran out of time in a week?
My mind was spinning with thoughts and ideas when my phone dinged with a much needed distraction. I set the notebook down and picked up my phone, smiling when I saw a notification from Book Boyfriends Wanted.
TooBusy
How was your day?
DirtyLife
It was good actually. How was yours?
TooBusy
Good. I had lunch with a friend today. It was a nice break from my normal routine.
DirtyLife
It’s good to shake things up once in a while. And time with friends is always a good idea.
TooBusy
I agree. I’ve been thinking a lot about you and shaking things up.
DirtyLife
Is that so? In what way?
TooBusy
Just wondering if we’re going to meet sometime.
I sucked in a breath. Before Casey, I was hoping to get a chance to meet TooBusy in person. She was always talking about work and her kid, but she made me laugh. I liked that. A lot.
DirtyLife
Is that your way of asking me out?
TooBusy
I don’t want to be too forward. I know some guys don’t like that. But I think lunch could be nice.
DirtyLife
Like you had with your friend today?
TooBusy
I work a lot, and I have my daughter, so lunch is my only free time most days.
I scrolled back through all our conversations. Daughter. Working multiple jobs. Divorced a year ago.
No. My match was Casey?
Shit.
I drew a breath. The woman I was teaching to flirt so she could find another man to sleep with was using my lessons against me.
