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FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING 46.1
Tall, Dark & Silent Heartbreaker: They say you need to take a leap. Will you leap one more time for me, Hannah?A section of my hair fell out of my ponytail and slid in front of my face. I pushed it quickly behind my ear and read the message a second time. Then a third. It still made no sense.“Take the leap, sweet girl,” Pam whispered.My head flew up and I saw her push something across the table toward me, that same hopeful smile on her face. She stood and left without another word or a backward glance. My gaze fell on the table.A frog.One of Lincoln’s blue frogs that he’d painted at Paint It, Pal. And there was something stuck to the bottom.I picked it up carefully and flipped it over to see a picture of Solano Bistro. My heart thumped so loudly I thought the whole town might hear it. I flopped back against the chair to think. What was this? It felt a lot like some sort of crazy scavenger hunt with half clues and a prize at the end. Could this be the opposite of a breakup?Could
FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING Lincoln
If I’d thought it was hard actually talking to Hannah face to face about feelings before, it was nothing compared to getting the blow-by-blow Boston was texting me as he, Dalton, and Mom tracked Hannah through the frog hunt step by step.The first step had been the trickiest. From what Robin had told us about her conversation with Hannah, everything had been a pretty big misunderstanding from about the point her ex had arrived and hired the guys from We Like to Move It, Move It without even talking to her about it. Hannah didn’t want to leave. But she had been convinced Mom and I wanted her to go, thanks to my own misunderstanding with Mom about when would be the right time to make an offer to lease Hannah’s land.My gut clenched as I waited for her, thinking about how I’d hurt her without wanting to, how the very thing that she feared—a man choosing his mother over her, or letting his mother push her around—was what she thought was happening here.When in reality, it was the complete
FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING 47.1
Hannah’s smile faded for a second before she tilted her head and asked, “Me?”“You were beautiful and friendly, and seeing you every time I went on one of those stupid dates was the high point of my day. I could tolerate just about anything if it meant getting a couple minutes to interact with you.”She shook her head slowly. “You never said anything.”I pressed my lips together and then let out a sigh. “I should have,” I told her. “I should have said something to my mom to make her stop, I should have asked you out after the first time I saw you. But I’ve never been the most confident guy when it comes to words. They don’t come easily to me, and so often, the ones I come up with are the complete opposite of the ones I need.”“You’re doing okay so far,” Hannah said, one of her hands landing on mine as it rested on the counter. Her encouragement and willingness to listen to me work things out warmed my heart, calmed my nerves.“But you saved me,” I went on. “From the bad dates, but als
FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING 48- Hannah
“You’re sure about this?” Lincoln asked me, a sledgehammer poised in the air over his shoulder.I sucked in a deep breath and nodded. “Absolutely.”Without the wall there, the kitchen area would open up to the living room. We’d already checked, and it wasn’t a load-bearing wall. I wanted to eventually raise a family here, with little ones playing in the living room while I cooked. I could see it all play out in my head as if it was happening now. This house would take a lot of work to bring up to the present, but Lincoln and I were willing to put in the sweat equity. Besides, doing home improvements was turning out to be a fun way to get to know each other better. Nothing like drywall falling from the ceiling on our heads to bring a couple together.The first crash brought me back to the present, seeing Lincoln’s muscles flexing as he swung the hammer down over and over until only a few two- by-fours were left standing. The framed painting of two little girls on the beach hung on the
FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING 48.1
I got so busy organizing all the supplies on the other side of the room, I lost all track of time and never started my own craft. It wasn’t until I heard the smack of a paintbrush hitting the little tray at the bottom of the easel that I turned around.“Lincoln!” I admonished. There was paint everywhere, like the little tubes of paint had exploded somehow. He had a rainbow of colors on his shirt, in his hair, and even on the disgusting carpet we thankfully intended to replace. He looked exactly like the toddlers I’d supervised at Paint It, Pal. “What?” He lifted his hand to swipe some hair from his forehead andleft a streak of yellow behind.I came over to check out his work, thinking he was incredibly adorable all covered in paint. Glancing at his canvas, I did a double take.“Lincoln!” I said for the second time. This time because his artwork shocked me. Based on his monochromatic frog creations, I’d assumed Lincoln didn’t have much artistic ability.And I was dead wrong.The canva
FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING 49- Lincoln
Things were busy in the two weeks leading up to the opening of Merlot Masterpieces, but they were busy in the most satisfying way possible. Hannah and I each spent long days pursuing our passions—her building the business she’d dreamed of and me in the vineyards, consulting with Jacques and helping my mother develop the wines she’d dreamed about. The evenings were spent together, building something else entirely.“I’m nervous,” Hannah admitted to me the night before her grand opening.“What is there to be nervous about?” I asked. She had planned every detail, and the buzz around town was promising. The event had been sold out almost since she’d first announced it.“Oh, I don’t know,” Hannah said, snuggling into my chest as we sat on the couch in her cottage. “Failure?”“You won’t fail,” I assured her. “You’ve got too many people on your side to make sure you succeed.”She sighed, and I knew it wasn’t a sigh of frustration, but one of contentment instead. I’d begun to understand this w
FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING 49.1
“I’m very proud of you, honey,” Mom said, clearly trying to be supportive. “Oh, look how beautiful the shop looks!”We parked across the street from Merlot Masterpieces and got out of the car. The place looked incredible. Hannah had strung dangling lights in arcs beneath the striped awning out front and set up four bistro tables where people could take their projects outside on the sidewalk to work. The huge glass panes of the front were glowing with the warm light inside the shop, and from the street, the place looked inviting and beautiful.“It looks great,” Dalton said, and then rushed off to one side of the big windows and began making faces at his phone, nodding and shaking his head, and putting a finger to his mouth like he was thinking. I’d never understand Tiktok.Hannah stepped out onto the sidewalk and pushed open the door for us. “You made it!” she cried, and Mom rushed in and hugged her.“Wouldn’t have missed it for the world.”Hannah showed us the craft stations she’d got
FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING 50- Dalton
“Did I not kill it with Wine Wednesdays over the summer on IG?”Boston sucked in a lungful of air like it physically pained him to admit I did a good job promoting our upper tier wine brands at West Wines. Mom just looked confused. She didn’t bother listening to my chatter about social media after I made fun of her for calling it “The Tweeter.” Granted, I shouldn’t have laughed at her when she was making an effort to stay on top of the ever-evolving world of social media, but come on. You have to admit that was funny.“Did I not get a bazillion followers for Hannah and put Merlot Masterpieces on the map?”Boston pursed his lips so hard I thought he might have sucked on a lemon. “Yeah, I suppose you did, though I think there were other factors involved.”I shook my head slowly, barely restraining myself from rolling my eyes. What would it take for my big brother to realize I did a good job in my position as Social Media Manager for West Wines? Would he ever realize that all my antics o
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