The Bachelor (Chandler Brothers 1) - Page 86

Charlotte bit down on her lower lip. The sun had set and night had fallen around her. The evening chilled her to the core and she started a brisk walk for home, all the while wondering what to do.

She wished Roman were here to advise her. The thought rose unbidden, without warning. Roman, the journalist, the advocate for truth. Yet were he here, she’d trust him with her secret, knowing he wouldn’t let Samson get hurt either. Her heart began a rapid pounding in her chest.

How could she trust him with such a huge secret and not believe the words he’d uttered? I love you. I’ve never said that to anyone else. I don’t want to lose you. And then there was the pained look in his eyes as he’d revealed the truth—at a time when he could have covered or lied in order to keep her in the dark. To ensure marriage and children and the family promise.

He hadn’t lied. He’d revealed all about the coin toss. Yet he’d had to know he risked losing her in the process.

What was she willing to risk in return?

* * *

The morning sun shone in the storefront window as Charlotte ran through her to-do list. “So remember to put out a dish of these chocolate eggs next week,” she said to Beth, checking off item six on her list. “But keep them at the register. We don’t want chocolate ruining the merchandise.” She chewed on the cap of her pen. “What do you think of renting an Easter Bunny costume from the place over in Harrington for Easter week? Maybe we can get all the shop owners on First to split the cost?”

Charlotte glanced at Beth, who stared at the storefront window, oblivious to everything, including Charlotte’s brilliant ideas. “I’ve got a better idea. We’ll undress you and send you naked down First with a sign on your back reading, COME SHOP AT CHARLOTTE’S. Sound good to you?”

“Mmm-hmm.”

Charlotte grinned and slammed her notebook down on the desk loudly enough to get a rise out of her friend. Beth jumped in her seat. “What was that for?”

“No reason. By the way, you can start streaking down First around noon. That’s prime traffic time.”

Beth turned a bright shade of red. “Guess I was distracted.”

Charlotte laughed. “Guess so. Care to share why?”

With a not-so-nonchalant gesture, Beth pointed to the window where an unfamiliar chestnut-haired man stood out front talking to Norman.

“Who is he?”

“A carpenter. Sort of a do-it-all kind of guy. He moved here from Albany. Joined the firemen too.” Beth sighed and absently lifted up a wrapped chocolate egg. “Isn’t he gorgeous?” Beth asked.

In Charlotte’s eyes he couldn’t compare to a certain dark-haired reporter, but for Beth, Charlotte saw potential. “He’s hot,” she agreed. However, Beth was coming off tremendous emotional pain. “But isn’t it too soon after … well, you know?”

“I’m not rushing into anything, but I can look, can’t I?”

Charlotte laughed. “You looking is a positive sign.”

Her friend nodded. “Besides, anything I do or don’t do now is with eyes wide open.”

Her eyes glittered in a way Charlotte hadn’t seen—ever. A lesson learned, she thought. A woman could, in fact, get over a man. Yet despite Beth’s ability to bounce back, Charlotte had her doubts it was as easy as Beth pretended. Still, she smiled, glad to hear her friend was thinking clearly, even as she was mooning over the hunk du jour. “Does he have a name?”

“Thomas Scalia. Exotic-sounding, isn’t it?” As Beth spoke, the man in question turned and faced the window, seeming to meet her steady stare. “He came up to me after the last baseball game. After you ditched me and ran.”

Charlotte didn’t reply to that dig. She’d already left a message on her mother’s answering machine that she wanted to meet with both her parents. Her insides had been churning nervously all day because they hadn’t called back and she was anxiously anticipating the moment.

As surprising as it seemed, Samson’s words had had an effect on her. So did Roman’s absence. She still wasn’t sure how to reconcile the coin toss with his real desires, but she knew in her heart she didn’t want them to be over.

The time had come to deal with her parents and her past. Otherwise she had no future.

“Oh, my God.” Beth’s squeal jarred Charlotte out of her self-absorbed thoughts, “He’s coming inside.”

Sure enough, the door opened and Thomas Scalia strode inside. He had the cocky, confident swagger she associated with a male in charge and Charlotte crossed her fingers. She didn’t want Beth to fall into the same trap with another dominating man who wanted to take control and change the beautiful person she was inside and out.

The bells above the door jingled behind him as he walked to the desk. “Afternoon, ladies.” He inclined his head in greeting. “Beth I already know.” He smiled, revealing dimples that had no effect on Charlotte, but obviously had Beth squirming in her seat. “But I don’t think I’ve had the pleasure.” He glanced at Charlotte only briefly.

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