Love Imagines (Sully Point, Book 6) Read Online Free

ordered. It was stuffed full of veggies and cheese. Ben's platter
had a pile of hash browns along with his other food.
    "Can I get you anything else?" Mary Jo asked.
    Ben looked up at her, and Rose watched as the girl
blushed when those blue eyes were on her.
    "It will be a miracle if we can eat all of this,
so I think we're all set, Mary Jo."
    "Uh...okay then. I'll just be over there if you
need me, Mr. Sterling."
    Rose buttered her big fluffy biscuit and spread
preserves on it. "Do you get recognized all the time?"
    Ben shrugged. "Sometimes. I'm not a big star, so
it doesn't happen very often."
    They both got quiet as they dug into their
breakfasts. Rose's biscuit melted in her mouth, and the omelet had been
seasoned perfectly with some combination of herbs she couldn't identify.
    "This food is delicious," Ben said. "But I'm going
to need a walk after this. How would you like to go with me to walk around the
square in the center of town?"
    Rose thought for a minute and realized she had
absolutely no place to be. "Sure, I could use a walk. I hate to leave so much
food on the plate, but I can't eat any more of this omelet. Do you want some?"
    He leaned back and patted his stomach, which was,
she noticed, quite flat. "I'm full. Do you want to take it with you?"
    "No, my fridge is already filled with food. This was a thoroughly satisfying breakfast."
    He snagged the check and paid the bill before she
had time to realize he'd done it.
    "Next time we go out, we split the bill," she
said.
    "Really? Does it truly bother you that I paid the
check?"
    She thought about it. "Actually, not so much.
Okay, if you ask me out, you pay. If I ask you, I'll pay. Deal?"
    He gave her a dazzling grin. "Deal."
    They drove back to the town square and parked in
front of a store with a sign that said, 'Lucretia's.'
    "You don't see that name every day," Ben said.
"Want to go see what she's selling?"
    "Yes, let's check the place out."
    They went into the narrow shop to discover cases
with jewelry. Ben stopped dead and Rose almost ran into him.
    "What is it?"
    "Lucretia...as in Lucretia's Designs. I dated a
woman once who would have killed for one of her pieces of jewelry. But from
what the woman said, she only does high-end pieces for the very rich and
famous. I can't believe she has this little shop in Sully Point of all places."
    "Interesting. I wonder if she's here."
    Nobody was in sight and they looked at the
necklaces, bracelets and rings in the cases.
    "Ooh, look at that bracelet. I love bracelets but
I never get to wear them."
    Ben looked at her curiously. "Why not?"
    Rose glanced at him blankly. "Um, you know, they
always take the best pieces of jewelry right back to the stores after they do
the photo shoot."
    She stared at the bracelet again. It was a twisted
bangle, with a design etched into the metal which appeared to be gold. She
sighed, thinking it probably would cost a fortune.
    "Hello! Can I help you? I'm Lucretia."
    The woman before them had long, blazing red hair
pulled back away from her face. It was an appealing and different kind of face,
all angles.
    "I see you are looking at bracelets. Which one
attracted your attention?"
    Rose pointed and Lucretia took the piece out of
the case and handed it over to her.
    "It's absolutely lovely," Rose said, admiring it
on her wrist. "I wish I could get it, but I'm just looking today."
    Lucretia chuckled. "That's how I get more than
half my business. You have to come in and look to find what you really like,
really want. Are you two vacationing here in Sully Point? I say that because I
don't recognize you...although you, young man, you look familiar."
    Rose grinned at him. "He's a well-known actor, Ben
Sterling. And I'm Rose Carter. I'm here visiting family. Ben and I just met."
    "Rose! The one who—"
    "Yes, yes, Sam's sister. And Maggie and Beth's,
too. I just finished a modeling gig, and I'm taking some time off," Rose said,
staring into Lucretia's startled eyes.
    "Modeling...of...course. Sam