oak tree at the park. I didn’t realize you knew him.” Celia was about as subtle as a ton of bricks.
“I just met him Friday night. I went to Chaps & Spurs with Jordan, Jessie, and Taylor Chisholm. Met some of their other friends. Jessie introduced me to both Ryan and Ryder.” Samantha didn’t think Celia needed to know about the visceral reaction she had had to Ryan. She’d just keep that little nugget to herself.
“He and his brothers are notorious in town. Ryan and Ryder are called the flirt twins, and they totally deserve their nicknames. Don’t get me wrong. They would never hurt you physically. They do seem to go through a lot of girlfriends, though. I wouldn’t want to see you get hurt.” Celia looked like she’d rather be doing anything other than warning Samantha off of one of the sainted Chisholms.
“Don’t worry, Celia. I knew they were players the second I met them. I have no intention of being another notch on a Chisholm’s bedpost. It was just lunch. He saw me under the tree and invited himself to join me. He asked me out on a date, but I turned him down. I’m sure once he figures I’m not going to invite him into my bed anytime soon, he’ll give up and move onto greener pastures.” Samantha appreciated her friend’s concern. Little did she know how strongly Samantha disliked rich playboys.
“Well, as long as you know what you’re getting into. If you were looking for a bit of fun, though, you probably couldn’t go wrong with one of those boys.” When Samantha looked over at her in consternation, Celia had the grace to flush. “Well, I may be older than you, but I’m not dead.”
Samantha gave the other woman a quick hug and then headed to the back to work up a few arrangements. Celia never ceased to amaze her. That comment about having some fun cracked her up. She couldn’t believe how much she liked Celia already. Since meeting her nearly two months ago, they had spent a lot of time together, both in person and on the phone. The older woman had been nothing but kind to her since the moment they met. Celia reminded her a lot of Sandy. Fifty-five years old and never married, Celia was still a very nice-looking woman with short, brown hair with flecks of gray and beautiful, moss-green eyes. She had aged well.
Samantha remembered the first time she had talked to Celia. She had felt a kinship to this woman that she hadn’t felt before except with Sandy. After the debacle with Michael, Sandy’s brother, Samantha knew she wanted to get away from Corpus Christi. There were too many unhappy memories there. She needed to find a new job and move so that she could get on with her life. If she was being honest with herself, she would admit that she no longer wanted to be someone’s employee. Sandy had given her a taste of independence, and she liked it.
She began looking for opportunities to invest her newfound wealth in a new business. She didn’t really want to learn a new business, but she knew that an opportunity to invest in an established florist business wasn’t going to magically materialize.
Samantha had been scouring both the Internet and the Corpus Christi paper for several weeks looking for a new business to invest in so she could earn a living. She had taken a part-time job at a local fast-food restaurant so she would have some money coming in to pay her bills. One evening Samantha was going through the business opportunities section of the Corpus Christi newspaper when she saw it. At first, she couldn’t believe it was true. Once she realized what she was reading, she grabbed her phone and quickly dialed the number listed.
Business Opportunity. Opportunity to buy in, at a controlling share, to a well-established floral shop. Must be willing to relocate to Deseo, Texas, which is approximately 70 miles southwest of Corpus Christi, Texas. This small city is unique and flourishing. Please, only serious offers need respond.
The advertisement ended with a woman’s name