It was just that simple.
Wasnât it?
Besides, maybe a kiss from Drew would cause a heart-pounding, knee-popping reaction, right? Surely it would. Hopefully sheâd find out.
2
Sweet Fantasy
R EESE STORMED INTO RIVER ROW PIZZA AND PUSHED through the double doors leading into the kitchen. He made a beeline for the Sub-Zero fridge and snagged a bottle of Budweiser. After a quick twist he tossed the cap into the trash with much more force than necessary and then took a long pull on the beer.
His uncle looked up from where he was stirring a big pot of fragrant sauce. âWhoa there, hoss. Who shoved a burr up your butt? Surely not that cute little flower shop owner youâve been daydreaminâ about ever since she called in her order.â
âI havenât been daydreaming about Gabby.â Reese took another swallow of beer. âI donât
daydream,
damn it.â His language didnât faze his uncle, who was part father figure but more like an older brother. In fact, with their dark Italian looks and similar build they were often mistaken for siblings. It wasnât until after Uncle Tonyâs divorce that threads of silver started showing up in his hair.
âFantasize?â
Reese shot his uncle a glare.
âHey, man, I was just messinâ with ya.â Uncle Tony pulled the checkered dish towel from his shoulder and wiped his hands before coming around to lean his hips against a long stainless steel table. Angling his head toward the fridge, he said, âGrab me a beer and letâs talk about whatâs eatinâ you.â
Reese handed his uncle a bottle. âIâm sorry I was being such a dick.â
âAh, donât worry âbout it.â He gave him a wave of his hand and then tipped back his bottle. âNow, talk ta me,â Uncle Tony urged in his typical Brooklyn no-nonsense get-to-the-point way.
Reese lifted one shoulder. âI dunno. Iâve always had a thing for Gabby and sheâs always blown me off, at least when we were teenagers. I mean, I get it. Well, I used to get it. I was trouble and she liked to stay out of it. Never got caught drinkinâ or smokinâ, got good grades, you know, the whole nine yards.â
âReese, you turned that corner a long time ago.â Uncle Tony swung his arm in an arc. âDoes she know youâre part owner? Graduated from college with honors?â
âShe thinks Iâm a pizza delivery dude. Not that thereâs anything wrong with that.â
Tonyâs eyebrows shot up. âAnd you didnât set her straight?â
Reese finished the beer and tossed the bottle in the trash. It landed with a
thunk
. âI tried but this douche bag came walking into the flower shop. Heâs the damn mayor or some such shit and Gabby was falling all over herself trying to impress him.â
âDrew Gibbons?â
Reese grabbed another beer from the fridge. âYeah, him. He wants her on some committee or something. Wanted to take her to some fancy-ass dinner. Thumbed his nose at the pizza.â
Tony snorted.
âWhat? You know him?â
âI know of him.â
âGo on.â
âWell, apparently thereâs been a lot of new development in Cricket Creek over the years.â
âDamn, tell me about it.â
âIâve seen even more since Iâve been here getting the pizza parlor ready for business. Anyway, so . . . back to Drew. I had to go to council meetings to get approval for different stuff, and of course as mayor Drew presided over the boring-ass meetings. Restaurant Row where weâre at is the second phase of this shopping mall. The first was Wedding Row where Gabbyâs Flower Power, the jewelry store, the bridal and tux shop, the bakery, and all of that stuff is located. The recent addition of River Row Pizza and Pasta is just the beginning of phase two.â He held up two fingers to demonstrate. âSeveral other