Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
There weren’t concerns anymore about strange men and dangers to employees. Not since the Family took over the operation, but Cesare liked to show his face every now and again to remind the local Family members that he was still the one in charge.
“They’ve really expanded your houseplant section. Plants are big now, apparently.”
There was a warm sensation moving through me then, undeniably glad that there were small pieces of me still left behind in that shop, even after a couple renovations over the years.
“Do you ever miss it here?” Cesare asked as we looked out at the sea.
“No,” I told him honestly. It was nice to visit. But it was my past. Like a childhood home that still brought you a sense of nostalgia, maybe even some longing, but that you wouldn’t truly want to return to.
My life was in the city.
With him.
With our family.
“Do you miss the flower store?”
“Are you kidding?” I asked, rolling my eyes. “With all the spring and summer weddings planned this year with the family?” I asked. “I have more than enough work to do.”
He’d been right after that first dinner party.
I did eventually get used to the noise and craziness.
But I had never taken it for granted, not a single day in my life.
Or, for that matter, Cesare.
“Hey, the kids are gone,” he said, wrapping an arm across my belly, making heat immediately flood my system, sure he was going to say something sexy. “We could finally tackle that mess of a pantry.”
God, I loved this man.
“I have a better idea,” I said, giving him a wicked smirk as I took his hand and led him inside.