Hannah sat in her bedroom looking at the book Trelassy had given her. She hadn't opened it yet. She was still trying t o make a decision. She wanted a husband a family, a baby to love. Her life was good, but she wanted more. She had a business she loved. It might not seem like much to people, but she loved the book store, always having been a heavy reader herself, being surrounded by books was great for her. The store was doing well, she dealt in new and used books and her store had an old-fashioned feel to it.
Her apartment wasn't large, but she had decorated it to her taste, she loved it and she felt safe when she was up here right above her beloved book store.
But still she wanted more. Well she thought what did she have to lose, even if she couldn't get Mark to fall in love with her, she should at least be able to seduce him and get pregnant. She sighed and opened the book.
Number one: Before you even start, you have to have confidence in your self. Look in the mirror and tell your self you're a worthwhile woman, beautiful and confident. You make your own destiny and don't have to settle for any man, you can have the man you want.
Hannah looked, yea right. Then she sighed, well if she wanted him she had to follow through. She got up and went to the mirror.
"I'm a worthwhile, beautiful and confident woman, and I'll have Mark Callaway." Hannah said to her reflection.
Hannah felt silly. She stared at her refection in the mirror. She wasn't ugly really, just plain.
"Yea Hannah and have you ever seem Mark Callaway with a plain woman?" Hannah asked her self.
"Well there's a first time for everything." Hannah told herself.
She repeated the mantra in front of the mirror and she was surprised to find she actually felt more confident after a few minutes. She giggled and went and sat back down on her bed and opened the book.
Number two: Let the man in question know your alive, if he doesn't know you run into him, make him aware of you, you can't catch the man if he doesn't know you're alive.
"Well Mark knows who I am already." Hannah thought.
"Number three: A way to a mans heart is through his stomach. Women don't cook like they used to, bring back the tradition. Bake for him and drop him off fresh baked goodies, he will love it. A man loves to eat and will take a second look at a woman who cooks for him.
Hannah looked up, she was a great cook. This is something she could definitely do.
She knew Mark loved chocolate chip cookies; he used to demolish a plate full back when he would come out to see Justine.
Hannah made up her mind, she would bake him homemade cookies tomorrow and drive out to his house to drop them off. She would say it was a welcome home present. It sounded good. She yawned and closed the book and laid it on her nightstand. She crawled under the covers and closed her eyes. This had to work, it just had too. She vowed she was going to throw her self thoroughly into landing Mark Callaway, even if she had to stutter through every conversation she had with him. She drifted off to sleep with thoughts of Mark running through her head.
Mark tossed and turned in his bed unable to sleep. He finally got up and walked downstairs to the kitchen. He grabbed a beer and went and sat on his deck.
"What the hell was he going to do with his self now that he was retired?" He asked himself.
His last Marriage had fallen apart rather quickly, just like it had started. He had fancied himself in love with the girl and had married Josie within a month of meeting her, big mistake. She turned out to be an immature child who couldn't handle him being on the road. She whined and complained about everything. He had planned on having a family when he retired, children to fill his days, but now, that dream was gone.
Mark got up and tossed the empty beer can in the garbage in the kitchen.
He had to find something to fill his days or else he would go nuts. He walked slowly back up the stairs. He climbed back in the bed hoping the beer would help him sleep. He closed his eyes and finally drifted off.
Hannah took the cookies out of the oven. She had closed the bookstore for lunch. She would take a long lunch today and run these out to Mark's. She was as nervous as she could be, but she wasn't going to let that stop her. She had made up her mind to throw herself into getting Mark to fall for her, she probably didn't have a chance in hell, but she was going to try. She brushed her long hair and checked herself in the mirror. She had on jeans and a tank top. She wasn't going to stop traffic but she looked presentable. She pushed her glasses back up and wrapped the cookies up.
"Okay Hannah you can do this." She said to her self and headed downstairs. She went out of the front door of the bookstore and locked it.
"Mark here I come." Hannah whispered and got in her car and took off.
