Corra went to retrieve her toy, and punched Rollin in the arm. “Yes, he was here. I think I surprised him too. Seems like no one told him I was working here.”
Rollin threw his hands up. “Hey, I had every intention of meeting with him, but something came up. I’m glad you two got to talk. Did he tell you he’s moved back?”
“Of course. He even asked me out.”
Rollin smiled and nodded. “Well, looks like my work here is done. I’ll leave you ladies to gossip about the details, I’ve got work to do.”
Rollin left them and walked toward the house.
“You knew he was coming, didn’t you?” Corra asked Tayler.
“Of course. Why do you think I made myself scarce all morning?” Tayler asked.
“For a split second I thought you and Rollin had eloped.”
Tayler shook her head. “Girl, I’m sure that would be okay with Rollin, but not me. I want a wedding, and I want it right here at the Coleman House.”
Corra placed her hands on her hips. “What happened to the church wedding?”
“Rollin and I talked it over. I love your church and your pastor, but I don’t know a lot of people in Danville outside of the family. So, I thought a more intimate wedding right here at home would be more fitting. With your pastor officiating of course.”
Corra couldn’t believe her ears. “Wow, you are definitely not the same woman who came to stay here eight months ago. That woman would have wanted a big church wedding with all the bells and whistles.” It seemed like years ago when Tayler checked in as a guest, and departed as Rollin’s fiancée.
“Not actually. I already have what I want—Rollin. A wedding is just icing on the cake. Which reminds me of something.” Tayler pulled several brochures from her huge designer purse. “When you close shop come on over to the house. I have something I need your help with.”
“Business is slow, so I’ll come over now.” Corra put up the Back in Thirty Minutes sign. She followed Tayler over to the house. They used the back entrance since guests were sitting in the big rocking chairs on the front porch.
The minute Corra walked into the family room Rollin said, “Corra, I forgot to ask, how did the demo go?”
“Oh, it was great. That software encompasses everything we do on a daily basis and then some. He’s also looking for a beta tester and I told him we’d be glad to help him out.” She took a seat on the couch.
“Humph!” Tayler grunted from the other end of the couch. “Who’s helping who? I told Rollin that antiquated system of his needs to be updated.”
“New software is on my list of things to do. That’s why I told Chris to come on by. Corra, you’re practically up to speed on how the place runs, so the decision’s yours. I’m putting you in charge.”
“Does that mean I get a raise?” Corra asked.
“Prove you can handle some additional responsibilities and I’ll see what I can do.”
Corra’s heart swelled. She knew eventually her brother would give her more decision-making authority. After all, the bed-and-breakfast did belong to the both of them. “In that case, I’m gonna need you to babysit your niece and nephew tomorrow night since I can’t afford a babysitter.”
“We’d be happy to,” Tayler said.
Rollin shrugged. “Whatever she says.” Then he left the room.
Tayler pulled the brochures from her purse, and scattered them over the coffee table.
Corra moved closer. “What’s this?”
“Well, Rollin and I finally settled on a date. The second Saturday in July we’re getting married right here.”
Corra stood up and reached over to give Tayler a big hug. “Great! I’m so happy for you two. Are you sure we don’t have guests that weekend?”
“I’m positive. We blocked that weekend months ago, just in case. And I want to ask you if you’ll be my maid of honor?”
Corra reached out and hugged Tayler again. “Of course I will.” At this moment, she wished her mother was here.
“Nicole will be my bridesmaid, and my family’s coming.”
“I’m so excited. It’s going to be a family affair.” Corra’s cousin and Tayler’s best friend, Nicole, was the reason Tayler had chosen their bed-and-breakfast as a vacation spot in the first place.
Corra grabbed a brochure. “Well, let’s take a look at what you’ve got here.”
Tayler reached out and stopped her. “First, I want to hear all about Chris’s visit. Did you pick up where you left off seven months ago? And where has he been since then?”
Corra took a deep breath and crossed her arms. “Well, when he walked through the door I got the shock of my life. He’s the last person I expected to see, and I believe the feeling was mutual. Where has he been for the last seven months? I don’t know, but I plan to find out tomorrow night.”
* * *
Although Chris knew where Corra lived, she’d asked him to pick her up Friday evening at the Coleman House. He’d planned to take her to his favorite restaurant in Lexington which was about forty-five minutes away.
When he arrived the gift shop had a Closed sign on the door. He parked and headed over to the house. He didn’t get too far when the door to the gift shop opened. Corra walked out, so he turned around.
“I thought I’d wait for you here. It’s kind of busy in the house right now. Full house.”
“Sure.” Chris couldn’t hold back the smile on his face. Corra had on a dress that hugged her hips and heels that showed off her beautiful legs. Her shoulder-length hair had that sexy, tousled, “I just climbed out of bed after a night of lovemaking” look. He loved it.
They met up as he walked back to the car.
“Why are you smiling?” she asked.
“I’m admiring how good you look. Your hair’s different.” She reached up and ran a hand through her tresses. The simple movement turned him on.
“I just thought I’d curl it for once.”
He opened the car door for her.
“So, where are we headed?”
“I hope you’re hungry? I’m taking you to my favorite restaurant.” She eased down then swiveled ever so gently into the seat. Damn! She looked so inviting tonight.
“I’m famished.”
He closed her door, and then walked around to the driver’s side and got in.
Corra buckled herself in as he started the car.
“Is this yours?” she asked.
“Yep. This time I decided on a Made in America, Cadillac.”
Corra looked around. “It’s a beautiful car. I’ve never rode in one before. What model is this?”
“It’s a CT6. If you’ve never had the pleasure, sit back and be prepared to be amazed.” Chris turned the radio on to a soft jazz station.
“So, what did Rollin say when you explained the software to him?” Chris asked, as they pulled away from the property.
“He said it’s up to me. Since I started, Tayler and I have been doing most of the administrative work, which has freed up Rollin to expand on the farm.”
“That’s great. I like to see families keeping business all in the family when they can. That’s how you grow a legacy. Who knows,