A/N Yes, I am fully aware that the name of Grace's boutique is "Strata" is Style Savvy, but I have "Style Boutique", where for some weird reason they decided to name it Primavera. Don't know why, so don't ask.
And the title comes from a song by The Rasmus and Anette Olzon. I just figured it'd be a nice title, plus it shows nicely how different Dominic and Rowena are. For the rest, the song doesn't have much - if anything - to do with the story.
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Rowena's POV
I had just recommended an Alvarado dress to a customer, when Godfrey walked into Rose.
'Ah, miss Rowena, I have terrible news. I fear Master Dominic may be unwell. He didn't finish his stew last night while he usually finishes every last bite! I'll have to drive him to the hospital…' he said, with a worried look on his face.
'Oh dear.' I replied. 'Well, better find him then - before it gets any worse.' I replied.
He nodded. 'I guess I'd better. Goodbye, miss Rowena.'
I didn't have much time to be worried about Dominic though. I had to focus on picking the right clothes for costumers. Although there seemed to be few of them at the moment, I couldn't afford to get things wrong. Well, of course there were costumers I couldn't help - how do Dazies or Marble Lily type of girls get it in their head to walk into a shop that quite obviously sells Mad-Jack, Raven Candle and AZ-USA type of clothes anyway? - but I really wanted to do the best I could. That's also why I stock some Alvarado items. Besides, they're good for making money, but there's absolutely NO WAY April Bonbon, Marble Lily, Dazies or Penbridge will EVER come into this store. The day it does is the day I shoot myself.
I helped out three costumers while Renee did the other she wasn't a punk girl, she did really well.
When things calmed down a bit, Dominic walked through the door, and immediately Renee went all dreamy. It was one of the reasons I was afraid of my feelings for him. Renee was a friend. I didn't want to hurt her.
God, how does Grace manage to stay so calm in his company? Surely she must've noticed how hot he is too?
'Hey Rowena. Just thought I'd stop by to see how you're doing.'
'Pretty calm today. Only had...10 costumers so far, I think.' I said, turning to Renee for confirmation, but she was too busy pretending to be putting stock back in it's place to notice. 'Oh, and Godfrey came in here, worried about you.'
'Oh, Godfrey was worried about me? Why?'
'Something about you not finishing your stew while you usually eat it right up.'
'Oh. That. Well...there were too much mushrooms in it. I like mushrooms, but not when there's so much off them I can't see anything else in the pot! Anyway, if you see him again, tell him not to be worried about me. I'm perfectly fine. I must go now. I have some business to attend. Goodbye!'
I waved as he left the store, letting out a sigh of relief. He wasn't sick.
About an hour later, Godfrey walked into the store again. Honestly, I saw them more than I saw costumers!
'Ah, Godfrey. Dominic came in about an hour ago, and said he's fine. He didn't finish the stew because there were too much mushrooms in it.'
'Ah, then it seems I was a bit over-anxious earlier. And I shall remember to use only use half of the amount of mushrooms next time. Thank you miss Rowena. Goodbye.'
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Dominic's POV
I half-lied to Rowena about the stew. I didn't like lying, but I have to admit it.
I'm kind off a coward. I simply lacked the guts to tell her I loved her.
I guess it's the fear off not being good enough for her. Or...What if she didn't feel the same way? Then things would get so awkward…
Or what if she didn't want to mix business with pleasure? I was her boss, after all.
I had to get her out of my mind now. I had work to do.
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Rowena's POV
When I returned home after a long day, I considered calling Grace and ask for her advice.
On the other hand...What if she told him?
Oh God, that was bullshit and I knew it. Grace could keep secrets. But still…
I sighed as I slumped down on the chair behind my desk and turned on my computer. What I needed now was some good rock music.
'She was like April sky
Sunrise in her eyes…'
Oh hell. Not that. Any song but that.
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Dominic's POV
I succeeded in getting her out of my mind whilst working, but I miserably failed in doing the same thing at home.
However, I did finish my dinner tonight. I didn't want Godfrey to think I was getting ill or that his cooking was bad.
Afterwards, I sat down in the living room and tried to read a book, but once again I failed miserably. I had read the same sentence about fifteen times when Godfrey walked in.
'Master Dominic, may I have a word with you?'
'Be my guest.' I said as I lowered my book.
'I'm a bit worried about you. You seem so lonely. But don't worry, I'm on the case! I wish you a good night, Master Dominic.'
And with that, he left me alone.
What on earth did he mean?
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A/N It is very rare for me to finish two chapters in one day but...Maybe i'm just a bit enthusiastic about this story. And I have a writer's block in my other ones so…
Anyway, hope you like it.