Page 49 of Kobalt

“Okay, I’ll go with the Bavarian cream.”

“You’re sure?”

“I’m sure.”

“Okay. I’ll place the order today, and they should be in within two weeks.”

“Perfect.”

“I’ll send you the invoice for those as well as the headboard, and we can move forward with the other items we’ve already discussed. Did you have any more questions for me, Kennedi?”

“I don’t. Thank you so much for being patient with me, Kaimera.”

“It’s my pleasure. I’ve enjoyed working with you to bring your vision to light for the most romantic bedroom. Besides, perfection takes time, and you deserve the perfect bedroom of your dreams,” I replied as we stood.

I walked her to the front and said my goodbyes at my office door.

“Kaimera, I’m leaving for the day if you don’t need anything else,” Whitney, my assistant, stated.

“Thank you, honey. I’m good. It’s time for me to get out of here myself. You have a good night,” I replied with a glance at my watch. In a few minutes, it would be six. The day had run later than I anticipated.

“You too.”

I headed back into my office and smiled at the beautiful basket sitting on the credenza in the corner. Kobalt had it delivered earlier in the afternoon, and it contained all my favorites: gourmet peanut butter and oatmeal cookies, crossword puzzles, a stuffed Eeyore, a puzzle of a tropical island, a pink bear with a T-shirt that read Life without U is Unbearable, and a pink blanket with our picture from the farm.

He knew that I’d been down in the dumps since last week, and I knew he was too. We both were missing Niagara, but she was in her feelings. When I told Passion about it earlier, she mentioned that Niagara told her she was going out of town for a few days of relaxation. My heart hurt that she had pushed us away, but I didn’t know how I could make it up to my best friend.

I had been so busy since the basket arrived that I hadn’t had a chance to call and thank him. As if my thoughts conjured him, he texted me.

BAE:

I want you in my bed tonight.

ME:

Babe, I’m tired and want to go. I’m not feeling well .

BAE:

Let me take care of you.

ME:

I really just want to go , sweetheart. I’ll be by there tomorrow. I’m not feeling up to talking or anything else.

BAE:

You ain’t gotta talk. But I got a remedy for what ails you that might make you wanna do ‘anything else.’

ME:

THAT’S what I’m afraid of. LOL!

BAE:

Please. I’ll behave.

ME: