Wish Upon a Wedding. Kate Hardy

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      ‘I guess. Research and development was always my favourite thing,’ he admitted. ‘I wanted to look at developing different flavours of toffee. Something different from mint, treacle, orange or nut. I was thinking cinnamon or ginger for Christmas, or maybe special seasonal editions of the chocolate hearts—say a strawberries and cream version for summer.’

      ‘That’s a great idea,’ she said. ‘Maybe white chocolate.’

      ‘And different packaging,’ he said. ‘Something to position Farrell’s hearts as the kind of thing you buy as special treats.’

      ‘You could sell them in little boxes as well as big ones,’ she said. ‘For people who want a treat but don’t want a big box.’

      He kissed her. ‘I’m beginning to think that I should employ you on my R and D team.’

      ‘Now that,’ she said, ‘really wouldn’t work. I’m used to doing things my way and I’d hate to have to go by someone else’s rules all the while. Besides, I don’t want you bossing me about and I think we’d end up fighting.’

      He wrinkled his nose. ‘I don’t want to fight with you, Claire—I like how things are now.’

      ‘Me, too,’ she admitted.

      ‘Make love, not war—that’s a great slogan, you know.’

      She grinned. ‘Just as long as it’s not all talk and no action, Mr Farrell.’

      He laughed. ‘I can take a hint.’ And he kissed her until she was dizzy.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

      OVER THE NEXT couple of weeks, Claire and Sean grew closer. Claire didn’t get to see Sean every evening, but she talked to him every day and found herself really looking forward to the times they did see each other. And even on days when things were frustrating and refused to go right, or she had a client who changed her mind about what she wanted at least twice a day, it wasn’t so bad because Claire knew she would be seeing Sean or talking to him later.

      And he indulged her by taking her to one of her favourite places—the Victoria and Albert Museum. She took him to see her favourite pieces of clothing, showing him the fabrics, the shapes and the stitching that had inspired some of her own designs. When they stopped for a cold drink in the café, she looked at him.

      ‘Sorry. I rather went into nerd mode. You should have told me to shut up.’

      He smiled. ‘Actually, I really enjoyed it.’

      ‘But I was lecturing you, making you look at fiddly bits and pieces that probably bored you stupid.’

      ‘You were lit up, Claire. Clothing design is your passion. And it was a privilege to see it,’ he said softly. He reached across the table, took her hand and drew it to his lips. ‘Don’t ever lose that passion.’

      He’d accepted her for who she was, Claire thought with sudden shock. The first man she’d ever dated who’d seen who she was, accepted it, and encouraged her to do what she loved.

      In turn, Sean gave her a personal guided tour of the toffee factory. ‘I’m afraid the white coat and the hair covering are non-negotiable,’ he said.

      ‘Health and safety. This is a working factory. And the clothes are about function, not form—just as they should be,’ she said.

      ‘I guess.’ He took her through the factory, explaining what the various stages were and letting her taste the different products.

      ‘I love the fact you’re still using your great-grandparents’ recipe for the toffee,’ she said. ‘And the photographs.’ She’d noticed the blown-up photographs from years before lining the walls in the reception area. ‘It’s lovely to see that connection over the years.’

      ‘A bit like you,’ he said, ‘and the way you hand-decorate a dress exactly the same as they would’ve done it two hundred years ago.’

      ‘I guess.’

      They were halfway through when Sean’s sales manager came over.

      ‘Sean, I’m really sorry to interrupt,’ he said, smiling acknowledgement at Claire. ‘I’m afraid we’ve got a bit of a situation.’

      ‘Hey—don’t mind me,’ Claire said. ‘The business comes first. I can do a tour at any time.’

      ‘Thanks,’ Sean said. ‘What’s the problem, Will?’

      ‘I had the press on the phone earlier, talking about the takeover bid,’ Will said. ‘I explained that it’s not happening and Farrell’s is carrying on exactly as before, but someone’s clearly been spreading doubts among our biggest customers, because I’ve been fielding phone calls ever since. And one of our customers in particular says he wants to talk to the organ grinder, not the monkey.’

      ‘You’re my sales manager,’ Sean said. ‘Which makes you as much of an organ grinder as I am.’

      Will looked awkward. ‘Not in Mel Archer’s eyes.’

      ‘Ah. Him.’ Sean grimaced. ‘Claire, would you mind if I let Will finish the tour with you?’

      ‘Sure,’ she said.

      ‘I’ll talk to Archer and explain the situation to him,’ Sean said. ‘And I’ll make it very clear to him that I trust my senior team to do their jobs well and use their initiative.’

      ‘Sorry.’

      ‘It’s not your fault,’ Sean said. ‘I’ll see you later, Claire.’

      She smiled at him. ‘No worries. I’ll wait for you in reception.’

      ‘Sorry. It’s the monkey rather than the organ grinder for you, too,’ Will said.

      She smiled. ‘Sean says you’re an organ grinder. That’s good enough for me.’

      Will finished taking her round and answered all her questions. Including ones she knew she probably shouldn’t ask but couldn’t help herself; this was a chance to see another side of Sean.

      ‘So have you worked for Sean for long?’ she asked Will.

      ‘Three years,’ Will said. ‘And he’s probably the best manager I’ve ever worked with. He doesn’t micromanage—he trusts you to get on and do your job, though he’s always there if things get sticky.’

      ‘Which I guess they would be, in a toffee factory,’ Claire said with a smile.

      Will laughed. ‘Yeah. Pun not actually intended. What I mean is he knows the business inside out. He’s there if you need support, and if there’s a problem you can’t solve he’ll have an answer—though what he does is ask you questions to make you think a bit more about it and work it out for yourself.’

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