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well it was one of my erotic zones and, as such, tended to melt my resistance. “Here’s a better idea. She wants to have dinner with us at the bar, so come down right after you close up and we can tell her together.” He kissed my palm again, then glanced up with a guileless smile.
    When was this day going to get better?

CHAPTER THREE

    â€œO kay,I’ll be there after I close the shop,” I said with a sigh.
    â€œGreat. Now tell me about the stalker,” Marco said, folding his arms over his chest.
    â€œHold on a minute while I get more flowers. I can work while I talk.” I was the Rachael Ray of the flower industry.
    I opened the cooler and stepped inside to survey my stock of flora. I emerged a few moments later with a beautiful peach calla and two handfuls of fragrant basil leaves. I liked using herbs, such as dill, parsley, rosemary, and basil, whenever possible and always kept them on hand.
    â€œLottie believes one of our customers is a stalker,” I said as I trimmed the stems with my floral knife, “because he’s been sending anonymous bouquets to a woman renting the Donnelly place. But she doesn’t seem to mind getting them, so my guess is that this so-called stalker is sending the arrangements behind his wife’s back.”
    â€œIs he someone from around here?”
    â€œWe don’t know. He drops money through the mail slot, calls in his order, and won’t leave a name. He seems to know how much to pay, too, so he’s either looking up floral arrangements on the Internet, or he’s a florist, too, and doesn’t want the flowers traced back to his own shop.”
    Marco scratched his chin. “He doesn’t sound like a threat, but I’d feel better if we could get his name. Do you have his phone number so I can trace it?”
    â€œNo.”
    â€œThen see if you can get him to tell you his name and number the next time he calls.”
    â€œI don’t think this guy wants to be found out, Marco.”
    â€œSunshine, I have every confidence in you. You’re a pro when it comes to being . . . inquisitive.”
    â€œYou paused before you said inquisitive.”
    â€œNope.”
    â€œYes, you did. You were going to say nosy, weren’t you?”
    His mouth curved up at one corner as he pulled me into his arms for another kiss. “Keep me apprised of the situation, okay? I’ve got to get down to the bar to let the electrician in.”
    The curtain parted and Grace entered the workroom, only to stop short when she saw us entwined. “So sorry. I wasn’t aware you had company. Hello, Marco.”
    â€œHi, Grace,” Marco said with a nod. “You’re looking well today.”
    She patted her hair. “Well, it’s a wonder, isn’t it, as busy as we’ve been. But I do thank you for saying so.”
    The sixtysomething Brit had on a tailored khaki dress, belted at the waist to show off her slender figure, and sensible brown pumps. Her short silver hair, cut in layers, showed off the elegant lines of her face. Grace had been a legal secretary at Dave Hammond’s law office, where I’d clerked during my only year in law school. She had retired just before I bought Bloomers and was so bored at home that it hadn’t taken much to coax her into work for me.
    Putting her in charge of the newly opened coffee-and-tea parlor had been a stroke of genius. Grace was not only a pro when it came to brewing gourmet coffee and tea, she was also a skilled baker, turning out the most delicious scones in town, with a different flavor every day of the week. From the heavenly aroma in the shop, I was betting today’s flavor was cinnamon.
    â€œAbby, if you don’t mind, I’d like to take the one o’clock hour for my lunch. I promised my friend Connie I’d meet with her today, and since I’ll be busy this evening, lunch it must be.”
    â€œGot a hot date with Richard