“We have a situation here,” she says without preamble. “We’re out of butter.”
“What?” I let out an aggravated sigh. “What the fresh hell is this shit?”
“I don’t know, Samuel. Could be half our suppliers are shut down. Could be we’re at full capacity. Or it could be people carb loading on bread and butter in their rooms. Whatever the case, it is definitely hell.”
Plucking at my closed eyes with my thumb and forefinger, I slam down the toilet cover and land heavily on top of it. “All right. Let’s talk this through.”
Chapter Thirty
Emma
Despite the salt that covers the sidewalk, it’s still a little slippery, especially when you’re teetering on four-inch heels.
By the grace of God, and with a small assist from my sister, I make it to Cucina’s door. My heart is pounding. Part exertion, part extreme nervousness.
I can’t tell if I want my date with Blue to be a bust or not. If it is, I can dive headfirst into a relationship with Samuel. No what-ifs, no second-guesses.
Of course, going that route puts the stability and the success I crave in serious peril.
If my date with Blue goes well, then there’s a chance I won’t have to face said peril, because I can possibly be with a man I don’t work with, and who doesn’t have the power to destroy my future and my reputation. I don’t mean to sound flippant. It’s just the reality of my situation.
But then I’ll have to choose between Samuel and Blue. And something tells me no matter how much is at stake, I don’t want to have to put an end to the incredible connection Samuel and I share. Because last night was beautiful. It was honest and raw in all the best ways, and my heart twists at the thought of abandoning him just when he’s stopped abandoning himself.
Even now, dizzy with nerves, those butterflies take flight in my stomach at the memory of his words.
You live fearlessly, and you’ve inspired me to do the same.
What we have is once-in-a-lifetime stuff.
I wanna be inside you without a condom.
My pussy clenches at that last one. When Samuel is real, he’s really fucking sexy.
But I’m not here to see Samuel. I’m here to meet Blue. And I promised myself I’d give this date a real shot.
“You okay?” Lindsey asks. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, Em.”
I nod. “No, I’m okay. Thanks again for coming. I appreciate the moral support.”
“I appreciate the chance to hang with you.” She loops her arm through mine and grabs the door handle. She’s been hyper all day, but every time I tried to get her to open up, she closed that shit down fast. “Ready?”
Pulling back my shoulders, I take a deep breath.
“Ready.”
We step inside. A warm gust of air greets us, fragrant with the scents of rosemary and a wood-burning fire. Cucina is famous for its incredible gourmet pizzas and pasta dishes, most of which are cooked in the enormous wood-burning oven custom ordered from Italy, and I wish I was even the tiniest bit hungry because the food here is good.
I resist the urge to pluck at my jeans and smooth my hair. I was kinda sorta able to make the beachy wave thing happen today, so I don’t want to mess it up.
“All righty. I’ll be at the bar.” Lindsey nods in that direction. “You know the mayday signal if you need anything.”
I grin at the memory of our conversation in the car. Linds told me to give her the finger if things went south with Blue. Because that won’t be obvious or anything.
“And you give me the signal if you need me to hold back your hair. You had a lot of sauv blanc today.”
Lindsey shrugs. “I’m practically pickled by this point in my life. Y’all enjoy.”
She sashays to the bar, greeting the bartender with a wide smile and a fifty-dollar bill.
I turn toward the dining room. I pull the green apple out of my pocket, feeling foolish. The idea seemed cute when we were chatting about it, but now the apple just feels silly.
Whatever. Too late to go back now.
I glance around the restaurant. It’s mostly empty, thanks to the weather and the early-ish hour. There’s a couple of chatting at a high-top table next to the open kitchen, and a few groups dining by the steel windows at the back of the restaurant.