“That’s where I’m headed.” He glances toward the waiting room. “I’ve got a meeting with a potential new client. Talk about drama. This guy gives Wren a run for her money.”
“Good luck with that,” I offe
r even though he won’t need it.
“Same to you, Wolf.”
His words hold more meaning than mine.
Counseling people through grief isn’t easy, but it’s what I was made for and what I’m good at.
Watching Keats breeze past the reception desk on his way out, my eye catches on a small bouquet of wilted flowers that Audrey brought in with her this morning. She said flowers brighten any space.
She’s right. My apartment could use some brightening up and I know just how to make that happen.
Chapter 9
Athena
“What do you mean there’s a request that I deliver an order?” I question Leanna.
The huge grin on her face is telling me that she knows exactly what’s going on.
“You didn’t set me up again, did you?” I manage a half-smile, even though my heart is racing inside my chest.
Leanna has taken on the role of my matchmaker.
I’m not on board for that.
I know she means well, but the two guys she already set me up with were not my type at all.
One was a lifeguard. He spent his summers in the Hamptons watching over the rich and famous. His winters weren’t nearly as glamorous, and unfortunately, that’s when we met for dinner.
I’m all for splitting the costs of dating, but he expected me to pay for his expensive dinner and the bottle of wine he finished on his own.
I didn’t have a drop.
When he asked if he could borrow money to pay his cell phone bill so that he’d be able to text me the next day, I left the restaurant.
The second man that Leanna had in mind for me was a driving instructor. His sole goal during our two dates was to teach me how to drive even though I had no interest in it.
I spent four hours behind the wheel of his SUV with him breathing down my neck and not in a good way. By the time our second date was over, he had told me that I’d never cut it as his girl since I couldn’t master a left turn.
I was fine with that. I don’t need a driver’s license or a man.
I do need an explanation for why I’m suddenly being thrust into delivery person mode by Leanna.
“Al can deliver that with the others when he picks you up.” I glance at the clock on the wall. “I’ll put the bouquet together now, so it will be good to go.”
“Athena,” she stresses with a tap of her fingernail on the laptop screen. “I don’t think you understand. You need to deliver this order. The customer specifically requested you do it after seven tonight.”
Without glancing at the order on the laptop screen, I shake my head. “As much as I appreciate you wanting to help me find a man, I’m not interested.”
Her hand leaps to her mouth as she lets out a laugh. “When you told me to butt out of your personal life, Al said the same thing. I have nothing to do with this. I swear.”
I lean in to get a better look at the order.
The customer’s name is the same as the name for the delivery. Liam Wolf. I scan the address. It’s on the Lower East Side. When we had dinner together, he told me he lived there.