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samples?”
    “Sure,” the father shrugged, leading the family to the side display counter on which Terrance dishes sat.
    “Wow!” The father exclaimed, chewing on a pumpkin-spice filled donut. “May I?” He asked, reaching for a creamy spinach turnover.
    TW nodded his assent, watching as the kids and wife enjoyed his samples as well.
    Rachel smiled and made eye contact with Isa before she broke off to examine a vase of roses she hadn't noticed a moment before at the end of the counter. The attached card read: To Isabel Gonzalez, Beautiful flowers for a beautiful girl.
    “Are these items on the menu?” The wife asked.
    “Um, not yet,” Terrance said before being cut off with- “But they will be,” as Rachel chimed in. “Right?” She looked up at TW expectantly.
    He peered at Isabel who surprisingly gave him a light smile which swayed him to give his assent.
    “How early can you be up tomorrow so we can go over the details and your ideas?” Rach asked
    “About 2:30 a.m.” Terrance joked.
    “Okaaay,” Rachel grinned, “How about seven?”
    “ No doubt.”
    “Bye, Terrance,” Isabel spoke up. “No more flowers, please.”
     
     
    It felt like the moon, sun, and life rose, set, and flew by at the speed of light during the following five weeks.
    Once TW placed signs up throughout the county in the various parks and establishments he did business at stating that he joined forces with Bella’s Oven, business exploded. He'd made changes to the advertising logo, which now included a couple of actual food items to go along with the lone cupcake. He also placed a chime over the door and a security system, including a series of cameras. The overhead menu grew to include his special dishes, desserts, and beverages. The biggest and best change came with their partnership, him convincing her to expand with his catering company in their shared name.
     
     
    They were on their way to their first big catering job together, A wealthy Polish couple's wedding. He glanced over at the passenger seat, noticing how distant she had grown in the past few days. For the most part, she'd almost always had her guard up, allowing only fleeting moments and glimpses into her private life. However, the past couple of days seemed like her essence was surrounded by a fortress.
    “Are you nervous?” He asked, watching as she pulled her gaze from the sights passed outside of her passenger side window.
    “No,” She responded softly, “but I do have to talk to you when we get the opportunity.”
    He nodded, knowing she didn't want to speak with their catering employees- his younger sibling, Chris and Ebony along with her sister Maria in the rear seats of the van.
    The wedding took place at a private country club on the expansive outdoor patio. It was in full swing two hours into their stay. The couple was young and fell into the mold of current American culture so the DJ spun a lot of pop, hip hop, and R&B records. Couples and loose individuals of all ages, children to elderly, heated up the dance floor.
    Their food was a big hit. They had to replenish three times in the current short period of service and were slated to stay two more hours to reach their quota. At request, they'd distributed all of the business cards they had on hand.
    Isabel watched as Terrance entertained a small group of women around a serving table and knew he was in his element. She watched as his hands accentuated his words and not for the first time, noticed the muscular build under his well fitted shirt. A build that other women were noticing as well. That, his easy smile, Intelligence, and the way he carried himself would be a big draw for any woman. Especially Rachel, who whether he knew it or not was smitten with him. It would be a lie if Isa couldn’t admit that at times she felt something for him, however, their past and backgrounds didn’t, as she saw it, mesh. Yet, she knew that he was into her and the decision was whether or not to entertain it or