From This Moment by Sean D. Young Read Free Book Online Page B

from all these different entrees.”
    “That’s exactly what I was thinking.”
    He handed it back to Ivy. “Can you make a copy of it so that I can go over it with Marc? He can better determine what foods and side dishes compliment each other.”
    “Sure, I can make a copy on my three-in-one printer before you leave.”
    Ivy pushed her plate aside and reached for another stack of paper.
    Jonathan moved his dish in front of him.
    “No, you go ahead and finish your meal. I don’t want to get too full because if I do then I’ll be lazy and not want to work. My bed will be calling my name.”
    “Understood, but you did enjoy it?”
    “Sure, I love crab rangoons and shrimp egg foo young. I just can’t eat a lot of it.”
    Ivy flipped through the papers and scanned the words. “Jonathan?”
    He looked up at her. “Yes, Ivy.”
    “Let me read the list for the ceremony. First of all I think we’re going to have to be careful with those lime green and peach colors. We want to create a romantic atmosphere, and if the colors clash it can be a disaster.”
    A string quartet, DJ, live singers for the ceremony under the gazebo covered with hundreds of hydrangea, calla lilies, and roses. Hand tied bouquets for the attendant’s Biedermeier bouquet with apricot calla lilies, jade roses and cymbidium orchids for her bouquet.”
    “It’s too cold to have the ceremony in the garden outside,” Jonathan said.
    “Let me talk to Rosie about creating something with that same effect. I’m going to go over this with my sisters in the morning. I wanted us to come up with two different wedding day scenarios she could choose from.”
    “Ah, aren’t I special,” Jonathan said, placing his hand against his chest. “See, I told you we worked well together.”
    Try as she might, Ivy couldn’t hold in her laughter watching him be silly.
    The sparkly and expressive look in her eyes when she worked got him all excited right along with her. He moved his chair closer to hers. “I’m listening.”
    Suddenly aware of his nearness, Ivy scooted her chair over a few inches, lowering her head groaning in frustration. It didn’t work, for her body betrayed her. She could still feel the heat that radiated from him. That heat caused her to want to move closer to it. Working with him on many other occasions had never made her feel the way she felt at that moment.
    Maybe because she’d always thrown herself into her work, she never paid attention to how physically close their bodies were in the past. Tonight was different.
    She slowly lifted her head only to meet the twinkle in his rich brown eyes. As if her eyes had a mind of their own, they wandered to his luscious mouth. She couldn’t deny the fact that she was drawn to him. But what would she do about it?
    There was a long moment of silence before Jonathan said, “Go ahead, I’m listening to you.”
    Mesmerized by the husky sound of his smooth, baritone voice, Ivy hadn’t realized that he’d pulled her chair back to him. Uneasiness crept in, and Ivy was alarmed at how prickly she was beginning to feel and how angry her body made her for wanting to be close to him.
    She’d better get back to work and get him out of her condo as fast as she could.
    * * *
    It was close to midnight when Jonathan left Ivy’s place. He enjoyed watching her face light up as they finally came up with solid ideas for the impromptu wedding.
    Pleased and relieved that she was comfortable being so close to him made him want to be around her even more. He wanted to ask her to give him a chance, but he’d have to settle for their date Friday.
    By the time he left, they had two partial proposals; one with a sit-down dinner and the other with buffet stations. He needed Marc to make a recommendation for the food and get a quote for the charger plates, linens, chair covers and special glassware, while Ivy discussed the flowers, cake and dresses with her sisters. It looked like they would meet their deadline.
    Jonathan