her that if she took this job, which would be located on the McCoy property, it would make it much easier for her to track down Jeffrey and tell him how much he’d devastated Sapphire and how hard she cried every night. He’d have to come around then, wouldn’t he?
“In one month, if you still need to know, I’ll tell you. “ He stood up abruptly. “I’ll be seeing you. Your office is right next to mine.”
“Next to yours?” she squawked in dismay. “Absolutely not! As far as I’m concerned, you and I are at war.”
He replied with a slow, lazy grin that made her knees quiver. “I’m fine with that. Think how lucky you are to be stationed right next to enemy headquarters. You can gather all kinds of valuable intel.” He turned to go, then paused and gave her another one of those slow, appraising looks that heated her from head to toe. “Just know that when I really want something, I fight very, very dirty.”
Arousal pulsed through her body, throbbing between her legs. She barely choked down a whimper of desire as he left the room.
Chapter Three
So far the morning had been blessedly Sam-free. That was a good thing, but it was also making Clover nervous. She kept expecting him to burst in the door and start that flirting with her again.
She sighed and turned her attention back to Blue McCoy, the family matriarch and Sam’s aunt. They were sitting in Clover’s office, with the McCoy’s website pulled up on her computer screen.
Blue had brought her daughter Jemma with her to help out, since Jemma was a high school student and therefore able to speak the language of computer. Jemma had dark hair with blue tips. She was alternating between watching them and checking her cell phone.
“We need to start with your website,” Clover said. “Right now, it’s very plain and simple, it doesn’t have a blog, you don’t have a newsletter signup form, and you’re not optimized for search engines at all. I can recommend a couple of excellent web design companies. While they’re redesigning your website, we’ll be working on the content for the site and for your newsletter. I’m also going to be creating a Facebook page and Twitter and Instagram accounts.”
“Oh, dear. I understand some of it, but the rest of it…I feel like you’re speaking Martian.” Blue sighed.
“That’s because you still haven’t entered the twenty-first century,” Jemma said. Tap tap tap went her fingers on the phone screen.
Blue shot her daughter an annoyed look, then returned her attention to Clover. “What will we put on our new website?” Blue wondered.
“We need to take a bunch of pictures for the website.” Clover studied the screen. Dull brown and tan colors, a picture of the outside of their store, minimal text. “A good family portrait of you all standing in front of a blueberry bush. Pictures of you guys picking berries. Pictures of you at your farm stand and the store that you have in town, serving customers. And then a bunch of pictures of berry bushes, baskets of berries, jams and jellies being made…it needs to be mouthwatering. And then you need to give people a reason to want to visit your website again and again. The best way to do that, for your type of company, is to create a recipe section and post new recipes featuring your products on a regular basis. I’d also recommend that you hold monthly contests. First prize could be something like a free cookbook or a case of assorted jams and jellies.”
“Okay, I understand all of that.” Blue brightened up considerably.
“You definitely
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