know what bank we use for our business accounts.”
“Prospector Savings?” Cody was just guessing.
“Okay, what about our propane delivery? Who do we use for that?”
“The guys in the big white truck.” Of course he didn’t pay attention to those details. Propane was propane. As long as the heat came on when he needed it, that’s all that mattered to Cody.
“You know it wouldn’t kill you to take more of an interest in the business.” Especially since it would soon be up to him to run the place.
“I work hard. In fact, I have a group of sixteen that are counting on me right now,” Cody huffed. “I gotta go.”
And once again, the conversation they needed to have was put off.
Chapter 8
It felt like a millennium since Lily had enjoyed a girls’ night out. She’d been too focused on work and the dual problems of duplicate withholdings and her inability to withhold her gaze from settling on Carson as she worked. Damn that man for having the restraint his brother seemed to lack.
Fisher had invited her to Mario’s for pizza. Lily suggested they bring the pizza back to her place instead. They’d have a little wine, maybe catch a movie or two. Throw in plenty of discussion about life in general and men in particular, and they’d have themselves a party.
“Would you prefer red or white?” Lily welcomed Fisher into the kitchen with a smile. “Or I have beer.”
“I usually just have beer.” Fisher set the pizza in the center of the table. “So wine sounds good. What would go better with sausage, fresh mozzarella, and basil pizza?”
“We could open both,” Lily suggested. “And do a taste test.”
“Now you’re talking.” Fisher found the plates and glasses while Lily opened the wine.
“This is an interesting combination.” Lily handed Fisher a glass of Chardonnay and lifted the lid of the pizza box.
“I kind of discovered it by accident.” Fisher took a sip and smiled. “I wanted tomato and basil, Carson wanted sausage and mushroom, but Cody doesn’t like mushrooms or roasted tomatoes.”
“Does Cody always get what he wants?” Lily had a feeling she already knew the answer.
“Pretty much.” Fisher shrugged, dishing up the pizza. “Until you.”
So much for keeping a low profile.
“So did Cody say something?” Lily wondered just how much Fisher knew. “Should I be worried about ending up on the front page of the Prospector Springs Sentinel ?”
“Oh, he’s got it bad.” Fisher giggled like a seventh grade girl. “He actually asked me for advice.”
There was just a hint of disappointment in her voice.
“But since I’m the only other woman who’s ever turned him down,” Fisher picked a piece of sausage off her pizza and popped it into her mouth. “I guess he figured I’m an expert.”
“So, you turned him down.” Lily studied Fisher’s expression. A look of regret flashed across her face. “And now you’re wondering if you missed out?”
“Oh, hell no. We’re good friends now.” Fisher’s tanned skin deepened a shade. “Besides, he hit on me, like, five seconds after we met. He’s way out of my league, and I didn’t know how to respond. So he moved on to someone else. Several someone elses.”
“But you like him.” Lily could see her new friend consider denying it. But Fisher seemed uncomfortable coming up with anything less than the truth.
“Like I said, we’re just friends.” Fisher swirled the wine in her glass, avoiding Lily’s gaze. “I won’t get in your way.”
“What if I told you I’m not interested in Cody?”
“Why wouldn’t you be?” Fisher looked up with surprise. “I mean he’s good-looking, strong, sexy…” She actually sighed. “And he’s determined. I know he can seem kind of laid-back and all, but when he really wants something, he’s unstoppable.”
“And you think he wants me?”
“I know it.” Fisher drained her glass. “Let’s see how the red wine tastes with this
“Prospector Savings?” Cody was just guessing.
“Okay, what about our propane delivery? Who do we use for that?”
“The guys in the big white truck.” Of course he didn’t pay attention to those details. Propane was propane. As long as the heat came on when he needed it, that’s all that mattered to Cody.
“You know it wouldn’t kill you to take more of an interest in the business.” Especially since it would soon be up to him to run the place.
“I work hard. In fact, I have a group of sixteen that are counting on me right now,” Cody huffed. “I gotta go.”
And once again, the conversation they needed to have was put off.
Chapter 8
It felt like a millennium since Lily had enjoyed a girls’ night out. She’d been too focused on work and the dual problems of duplicate withholdings and her inability to withhold her gaze from settling on Carson as she worked. Damn that man for having the restraint his brother seemed to lack.
Fisher had invited her to Mario’s for pizza. Lily suggested they bring the pizza back to her place instead. They’d have a little wine, maybe catch a movie or two. Throw in plenty of discussion about life in general and men in particular, and they’d have themselves a party.
“Would you prefer red or white?” Lily welcomed Fisher into the kitchen with a smile. “Or I have beer.”
“I usually just have beer.” Fisher set the pizza in the center of the table. “So wine sounds good. What would go better with sausage, fresh mozzarella, and basil pizza?”
“We could open both,” Lily suggested. “And do a taste test.”
“Now you’re talking.” Fisher found the plates and glasses while Lily opened the wine.
“This is an interesting combination.” Lily handed Fisher a glass of Chardonnay and lifted the lid of the pizza box.
“I kind of discovered it by accident.” Fisher took a sip and smiled. “I wanted tomato and basil, Carson wanted sausage and mushroom, but Cody doesn’t like mushrooms or roasted tomatoes.”
“Does Cody always get what he wants?” Lily had a feeling she already knew the answer.
“Pretty much.” Fisher shrugged, dishing up the pizza. “Until you.”
So much for keeping a low profile.
“So did Cody say something?” Lily wondered just how much Fisher knew. “Should I be worried about ending up on the front page of the Prospector Springs Sentinel ?”
“Oh, he’s got it bad.” Fisher giggled like a seventh grade girl. “He actually asked me for advice.”
There was just a hint of disappointment in her voice.
“But since I’m the only other woman who’s ever turned him down,” Fisher picked a piece of sausage off her pizza and popped it into her mouth. “I guess he figured I’m an expert.”
“So, you turned him down.” Lily studied Fisher’s expression. A look of regret flashed across her face. “And now you’re wondering if you missed out?”
“Oh, hell no. We’re good friends now.” Fisher’s tanned skin deepened a shade. “Besides, he hit on me, like, five seconds after we met. He’s way out of my league, and I didn’t know how to respond. So he moved on to someone else. Several someone elses.”
“But you like him.” Lily could see her new friend consider denying it. But Fisher seemed uncomfortable coming up with anything less than the truth.
“Like I said, we’re just friends.” Fisher swirled the wine in her glass, avoiding Lily’s gaze. “I won’t get in your way.”
“What if I told you I’m not interested in Cody?”
“Why wouldn’t you be?” Fisher looked up with surprise. “I mean he’s good-looking, strong, sexy…” She actually sighed. “And he’s determined. I know he can seem kind of laid-back and all, but when he really wants something, he’s unstoppable.”
“And you think he wants me?”
“I know it.” Fisher drained her glass. “Let’s see how the red wine tastes with this
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