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And then I commenced the saddest workday I'd ever spent at the Tin. Luckily, by the time I went back out front, both Rock and his aunt were gone.
CHAPTER10
ROCK
IT BEGINS WITH FLOWERS
"Well, you really soiled the sheets on that one," Aunt Nattie told me as we left the Muffin Tin. "What are you going to do?"
I shook my head, still trying to figure out what happened in there. All I really knew was that I'd screwed up, and one of the best things that had ever happened to me suddenly hated me. "Not sure. She hates me."
"She doesn't hate you," Aunt Nattie said, steering me for a stroll around the town square. "The real question is, how do you feel about her?"
I thought about that. "I don't know," I said.
"Do better."
"Well, when she's nearby, I feel all warm and a little bit sweaty. And happy. Like maybe something really amazing is about to happen at any second."
"Go on."
"And when we're... together... you know..." I could not talk about sex with my aunt.
"I do know. I'm not dead," she said.
"Yeah, well. It's the best thing I've ever felt. And not just... like that. It's like, when I'm holding her, everything I need in the world is already right there, in my arms."
"Yup."
"But that's insane, right? We literally just met."
"Love follows its own rules, Rock."
"Love?" Shock flittered through me like ice shards flying after a hockey stop.
"It happens, honey. Even to big strong hockey players called Rock."
"Shit."
"And it seems to me like you'd better do something about it pretty fast, since you're leaving in a couple days, and right now, Drea is planning to spend those days apart."
"More shit."
"Need help?" My aunt turned to me and blinked up at me with a smile. "The drunken psychic recently confirmed that I am destined to bring the lovelorn together."
I rubbed a hand through my hair. "What?"
"The inn. That's what I'm doing. Building an inn for the lovelorn so I can matchmake."
That was a little bit of crazy I was not going to touch with a ten-foot hockey stick. But the help? I could use that. "Yeah, I have no idea what to do."
"I have a few thoughts. Come with me." Aunt Nattie took my arm and dragged me toward a shop on the other side of the square called Floral Explosion.
"It might take more than flowers, Aunt Nattie."
"Come on, Rock. Trust me."
I sighed and followed my aunt into the store, which did indeed look as if there'd been a floral explosion inside.
