I remember that the Love Is in the Air event is today, and I have four billion things to take care of before B&B opens.
I also check to see if Ronan ever responded last night. He did. At four in the morning. The message is lackluster.
Ronan: Sry it’s so late, tmrw is going to be awsm, see you in the A.M.
No kissy faces, no hearts or eggplant emojis. I leave the message unanswered. My reaction is slightly passive-aggressive, but I’d rather say nothing than something nasty. I don’t need to start my day with an argument.
I set the coffeemaker to brew, then shower and get ready for what I hope will be a fantastic day. The Seattle paper is supposed to come by and spotlight the local businesses participating in the Love Is in the Air pub crawl. I’m hopeful the positive press will help us all and bring to light the harmful impact big chains have when they come and undercut small businesses.
My dress boasts an adorable hearts and cupids-slinging-arrows theme. It’s an old one that I embellished with a wide plaid ribbon with a cupcake, cocktails, and beer pattern tied at my waist. I also have a special apron for today.
I swallow thickly as I take in my reflection. I’d hoped that Ronan and I would’ve spent last night together, that he would be here to see me get ready for this event that we worked so hard to make happen.
I push aside the negative thoughts, aware they don’t do me any good. I’m out the door by seven thirty. We’re not opening until later this morning, but I want to be at B&B nice and early so I can make sure everything is set up and help calm anyone with event-day jitters.
I park my SUV behind the shop, surprised to see Ronan’s truck there already. The moment I walk into B&B, I’m assaulted by Daphne. She grabs me by the shoulders. “You need to go next door. Right now.”
I set my purse on the counter. I’m not in a hurry to see Ronan this morning. “Why are you here so early?”
“Because I couldn’t sleep and because of…reasons.” She tries to turn me around, but I refuse to budge. “Come on, you have to see this.”
“See what?”
“I can’t tell you. I have to show you.”
“Well, show me later. I have lots of stuff to take care of.” I glance out the window and notice there’s already a crowd gathered, even though we’re not supposed to open for several hours. I squint. “Is that a camera crew? What’s going on out there?”
I head for the door but turn abruptly. Daphne is following so closely she slams into me and nearly knocks over a table. “Do I need to reapply my lipstick?”
“No. You’re perfect. But you should lose the coat.”
“It’s freezing outside.”
“You’ll survive. I promise.” She tugs my parka down my arms like I’m a toddler who needs help. Once I’m coatless, I open the door and step outside. The street has been blocked off so people are able to walk down the road and traffic won’t interfere with the event. We had to petition the city councillors to make that happen.
In the middle of the street is Ronan looking damn gorgeous in his plaid shirt and black sports jacket. He’s also wearing a pair of dark-wash jeans and his usual steel-toed work boots. And he’s surrounded by media. There are several news crews, people from The Seattle Morning Show, and Tori.
“What the heck is going on?” I mutter.
“Your boyfriend is awesome; that’s what’s going on.” Daphne squeezes my arm.
It’s as if Ronan can sense my presence the moment I step out the front door and onto the sidewalk. His gaze shifts from Tori—who’s standing beside him looking ridiculously perfect for this horribly early hour—and lands on me. His smile widens, and he extends a hand. “And here she is, the reason behind all of this.”
“He’s talking about you! Go on.” Daphne elbows me in the side.
He takes a step forward, breaking from the group, and winks. “Come on, beautiful, don’t be shy on me.”
I give him a look, feeling my cheeks heat. He said those same words less than a week ago when he wanted to have sex on the bar of The Knight Cap. After hours, of course. Even with no lights on and the mostly opaque sign covering the front windows I was apprehensive. I gave in eventually, though. And then made him sanitize the hell out