Chapters (31)
- Cover
- Praise for The Calamity Falls series
- Titles by Erika Kelly
- Dedication
- Acknowledgments
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Epilogue
- Can’t Help Falling in Love
- About the Author
“I do, too.” She really did. There was just so much potential here. “At first, I was just going to make perfume, but then we started thinking about the applications for it and realized we could make it the signature scent of the hotel. Then, we figured, if we’re making products to be used in the spa, we might as well sell them, too. So, now, we’ve got a whole business going.” She looked at him, so happy to see her enthusiasm reflected in his eyes. It encouraged her to go on. “For the store, I was thinking we could make the interior reflect the ranch, with images of the meadows and mountains, the animals, and the flowers we use for the essential oils.”
“We could start out with lyantha,” Brodie said. “But add different lines using plants indigenous to Calamity.”
Skylar laughed. “Look at you two. I think Brodie’s met his match.”
“What do you mean?” Rosalina asked.
“This is what he does. He gets an idea, and he’s off to the races.” Skylar shook her head. “Between the two of you, I think you’re going to create an empire.”
Brodie just shrugged. “Let’s wait until I finish Owl Hoot. Then, we’ll see what’s next.”
She wasn’t sure what Skylar had said to shut him down, but it made her realize how much he had roiling under that gruff, impassive exterior. “She’s right, though. It could really grow as big as we want it to.”
For the first time in days, she felt true excitement. Everything might just work out. She’d given her parents a good trade for sending out wedding invitations—a solution they both could live with—and she got to establish her business before becoming a wife and mother.
“All right,” Skylar said. “I have to get this little guy some milk and…”
The boy’s head popped up, ramming his mom’s jaw. “Cookies.”
Skylar rubbed the wound and smiled. “Yep. Cookies. There’s a party in his preschool tomorrow, and we’re supposed to make treats.” She leaned in conspiratorially. “They didn’t say who had to make them, though.” She tapped the folder. “Anyhow, it’s got a list of the things I’m going to do to put your town on the map. Seriously, Brodie, I can’t believe you didn’t think to get it on Calamity’s tourism website. But I’m also going to get it in travel guides. I’m thinking we should wait until this next phase of growth is finished, though.”
“Makes sense,” he said.
“Okay, so take a look at my proposal and we can discuss it. Everything is negotiable except my fee.”
“I don’t need to look at it, you’re hired,” Brodie said. “When can you start?”
“You don’t even know what I’m charging you.”
“You’re worth it.”