Love And Coffee: A Cup Of Grace Romance Series Book 1 by Katy Halliday Page A
Authors: Katy Halliday
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“Hey ladies, how’s it going?” He stood in the middle of the shop and looked up at the ceiling. His dark hair spilled back onto his shoulders as he assessed the damage.
“I’m afraid we’ve got our work cut out for us,” I said, coming to stand beside him.
“It doesn’t look too serious,” he said without looking at me. “I’ll see if I can borrow my dad’s ladder tomorrow and see what I can do about it.”
“We appreciate that so much,” I said. I tried to will him to look at me. “We’ll pay you, of course, for any work that you do for us.”
He waved my suggestion away, finally looking at me. “Don’t worry about it.”
“No, we insist. We’re in the same boat that you are. Laid off,” I said.
He wandered over to the wall. “You’ll want to paint everything,” he said. “Otherwise the whole place will just feel old and worn out. And uh, smell bad. It’s a lot of work, but it’ll go fast.”
“That’s what I want to hear,” I said. “We really need to get this place open as soon as possible.”
“I think it can be done in a month if we all work on it every day. Well, everyday but Sunday,” he said and smiled.
“What church do you go to, Matt?” I asked. I knew so little about him.
“New Life. It’s a good place to go. I’ve been going since I was a kid. How about you?”
“Well, Jillian found this new church plant about six months ago, Valley Believers Fellowship. It’s still small, only about a hundred people, but we’re growing. It just feels really good there.”
“That’s awesome,” he said, his eyes lighting up. “Everyone needs a good church home and it’s awesome that all three of you found a home together.”
“Yeah, we’ve kind of been inseparable since college. It’s kind of weird I guess, and completely unintentional. I swear,” I said, raising my right hand and making a swearing motion.
“Yeah? Unintentional? First college, then jobs at the same company, now moving in together and opening a business together. I’m not sure I’m buying that one,” he teased, his blue eyes twinkling.
“Yes it is! Our dorm room at college was assigned to us. I got a job at the paper first and then Kathryn did and Jillian followed. We liked it so we hung out there. Well, until we were asked to leave, of course,” I said with a giggle. “And church was just kind of a natural, you know, to go together.” It felt good to be able to talk to him about church things. I had tried dating a man that wasn’t a Christian once. Just once. We managed to stay together for almost a month. But that was all we could take of one another. It just wasn’t a good fit.
“I really like your idea, by the way,” he said turning toward me. “I think having a comfortable place for people to come and have Bible studies would be great.”
I noticed that Kathryn and Jillian had mosied on back toward the kitchen. But were still within earshot. “I think we’re going to put some Bible verses on the walls. You know, painted in black. And we’ll have to find some other art work.”
“I like it,” he said.
We stood and looked at each other for a couple of minutes, and then I finally said, “Well, maybe we should get some work done.”
At that moment a roach decided to scurry across the toe of my shoe and I screamed and yes, I’ll admit it, I did a little dance. I hate bugs. Bugs of any kind, but especially roaches. Hate, hate, hate them. I can’t say hate enough when it comes to roaches.
Matt calmly reached a long leg out and stomped it with his size twelve shoe.
“Gee, good thing you were here to handle that,” I said and averted my eyes from the squish.
“Well, that’s what I’m here for. Just call me bug killer extraordinaire.”
I giggled like a schoolgirl. I couldn’t help it. He was cute and there was no getting around it.
“Well, I guess I’ll get to
“Hey ladies, how’s it going?” He stood in the middle of the shop and looked up at the ceiling. His dark hair spilled back onto his shoulders as he assessed the damage.
“I’m afraid we’ve got our work cut out for us,” I said, coming to stand beside him.
“It doesn’t look too serious,” he said without looking at me. “I’ll see if I can borrow my dad’s ladder tomorrow and see what I can do about it.”
“We appreciate that so much,” I said. I tried to will him to look at me. “We’ll pay you, of course, for any work that you do for us.”
He waved my suggestion away, finally looking at me. “Don’t worry about it.”
“No, we insist. We’re in the same boat that you are. Laid off,” I said.
He wandered over to the wall. “You’ll want to paint everything,” he said. “Otherwise the whole place will just feel old and worn out. And uh, smell bad. It’s a lot of work, but it’ll go fast.”
“That’s what I want to hear,” I said. “We really need to get this place open as soon as possible.”
“I think it can be done in a month if we all work on it every day. Well, everyday but Sunday,” he said and smiled.
“What church do you go to, Matt?” I asked. I knew so little about him.
“New Life. It’s a good place to go. I’ve been going since I was a kid. How about you?”
“Well, Jillian found this new church plant about six months ago, Valley Believers Fellowship. It’s still small, only about a hundred people, but we’re growing. It just feels really good there.”
“That’s awesome,” he said, his eyes lighting up. “Everyone needs a good church home and it’s awesome that all three of you found a home together.”
“Yeah, we’ve kind of been inseparable since college. It’s kind of weird I guess, and completely unintentional. I swear,” I said, raising my right hand and making a swearing motion.
“Yeah? Unintentional? First college, then jobs at the same company, now moving in together and opening a business together. I’m not sure I’m buying that one,” he teased, his blue eyes twinkling.
“Yes it is! Our dorm room at college was assigned to us. I got a job at the paper first and then Kathryn did and Jillian followed. We liked it so we hung out there. Well, until we were asked to leave, of course,” I said with a giggle. “And church was just kind of a natural, you know, to go together.” It felt good to be able to talk to him about church things. I had tried dating a man that wasn’t a Christian once. Just once. We managed to stay together for almost a month. But that was all we could take of one another. It just wasn’t a good fit.
“I really like your idea, by the way,” he said turning toward me. “I think having a comfortable place for people to come and have Bible studies would be great.”
I noticed that Kathryn and Jillian had mosied on back toward the kitchen. But were still within earshot. “I think we’re going to put some Bible verses on the walls. You know, painted in black. And we’ll have to find some other art work.”
“I like it,” he said.
We stood and looked at each other for a couple of minutes, and then I finally said, “Well, maybe we should get some work done.”
At that moment a roach decided to scurry across the toe of my shoe and I screamed and yes, I’ll admit it, I did a little dance. I hate bugs. Bugs of any kind, but especially roaches. Hate, hate, hate them. I can’t say hate enough when it comes to roaches.
Matt calmly reached a long leg out and stomped it with his size twelve shoe.
“Gee, good thing you were here to handle that,” I said and averted my eyes from the squish.
“Well, that’s what I’m here for. Just call me bug killer extraordinaire.”
I giggled like a schoolgirl. I couldn’t help it. He was cute and there was no getting around it.
“Well, I guess I’ll get to
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