“Thanks, Macy.”
She jerked her head to the side. “Get out of here, Moose.”
I gave her a half smile and moved to the next line where we waited for our food. The café was a well-oiled machine, even as busy as it was. But I couldn’t concentrate on watching Jodi or one of the three new girls who started working in the café this past week.
No, I couldn’t keep my eyes off Vee.
She was laughing her way through a crowd of guys.
My hands fisted again when I heard an off-color comment. Just because she was making it known she wanted to create a child didn’t mean she had to listen to that junk.
It wasn’t a meat market.
Okay, so maybe she was looking at it like a bit of a market and the meat…
God, now I sounded like the crass idiots cracking jokes at her.
I dug out my phone and still no reply.
Then again, she didn’t really have time to answer a message with this place bursting with people. Then she stopped and took her phone out of her hip pocket. Her eyebrows climbed up and she quickly shoved it back away.
Did she see my note?
Did she hate it?
Was she going to push it into her spam box like more than eighty percent of her emails and messages? Because that wouldn’t shock me.
Tons of perverts and busybodies had replied to her on the public post, so I couldn’t imagine what was said in the privacy of an email or message. And yet at the same time, I didn’t give a crap what anyone else said to her.
I just wanted her to notice me.
And that was as pathetic as me staring at my damn boots instead of talking to her.
My name was called at the end of the counter and I grabbed the huge box full of food and drinks. I needed to escape before I saw her again. She was so beautiful with that golden halo of braids on top of her head with little licks of purple peeking through. Her style made her different from any other woman in the room.
But I had her memorized. I didn’t need to stare her down again. She didn’t need another set of eyes following her every move along with the rest of the town.
I shouldered my way out the door and stalked down the sidewalk to my truck. People avoided me on the street and the usual smiles came with wide eyes as they hurried by me.
She was driving me nuts, and it must be starting to show.
I tucked the box of food on the front seat of my truck and pulled my phone out. Still no answer.
Before I could stop myself, I sent off one more message. I got in and headed back to the job I knew and loved almost as much as my own business. To where numbers and measurements made sense and spring green eyes didn’t confuse the hell out of me.
Four
Vee
Vee,
I’m guessing there are a lot of people vying for your attention at the moment. I’ll be brief and to the point. Be careful. I hate the comments I hear while I’m in town. If you were mine, I’d never treat you that way. What you’re doing for yourself is beautiful and any baby would be lucky to have you as their mother with or without your male counterpart. I’m more than interested if you’re still looking.
Yours if you’ll have me,
Cabin Fortress
The insanity caused by my need for a dollop of sperm in my egg casserole was supposed to die down. I’d figured a day or two, maybe three tops.