Love In Logan Beach

“I’ll be in tomorrow,” she said.

David nodded. He knew there was no reason to argue. And he didn’t want to.

“I won’t be in until noon,” he told her.

“Oh.” She frowned. “I don’t remember anything on the schedule.”

“It’s not there,” David said. “I’ll be at Legal Aid to see how I can help out. I promise I’ll get back in time to take care of whatever is on my schedule.”

“No worry,” Rose said.

“I won’t. I’m sure you can handle anything that comes up.”

* * *

In the ensuing week, David watched Rose as she moved like a dynamo. She was on the phone talking to designers, incorporating her plans into the ones they’d presented. Her office was a collection of charts, fabrics, color schemes and her endless lists of things to do.

He loved seeing her busy. He loved watching her move. In fact, it was hard for him to keep his eyes off her.

Rose had posted a large magnetic whiteboard in the reception area that showed their locations at a glance. Seeing her name on it each morning when he arrived added a lift to his day. He wondered what she did when she wasn’t in the office. Did she ever think of him the way he was thinking of her?

Their relationship had begun like two sharp rocks on a beach, but the water was slowly wearing away the edges. It was only a short time ago that David had met a fiercely independent woman who was in no way like the efficient executive who spoke with a strong voice to suppliers, gave directions to the builders and had fallen asleep on his shoulder.

Even though he’d given Rose the go-ahead and she was deep into details, on Friday he went to her office with news from the board of directors. Her head was down and she was concentrating on a floor plan. She looked up. The light hit her face at just the right angle. Her liquid brown eyes were large and fringed with long lashes—the perfect setting. David remembered that her eyes were the one thing that arrested his attention the day he met her. Today, he could drown in them.

“David, you’re staring,” she said. “Do I have lipstick on my nose?” Her hand went to her nose and she wiped at it and looked at her fingertips.

He cleared his throat and shook his head, blinking to pull himself out of the stupor he’d fallen into.

“Sorry, I was thinking of something.” He tried to cover himself, because his thoughts were only of her. “I brought you some good news.”

She smiled tentatively and David had to force himself to concentrate on why he was here.

“I sent your plans for the store to my brothers, who’ll be managing stores in California and New York, and my cousins, who’ll have stores in the Midwest and Texas. They liked your ideas and will implement some in their stores.”

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