From previous chapter...

No he wasn't asking me out. He only wanted my business.

"Okay," I said softly, almost wishing that it was a date.

We headed over to the Chasm and almost immediately upon entering both Will and I had an enormously great time. Almost from the moment that we walked in there we couldn't stop laughing or smiling at one another. We didn't even bring up the catalog.

"So," Will lifted his beer up and took a gulp before turning back to me. "Do you wear thongs?"

I started to laugh and so did he.

"I am still finding it hard to believe that that is what he asked you."

"He did," I nodded sipping my margarita, "he seriously did."

"I never knew that there truly were guys out there like that," he shook his head taking an onion ring, dipping it in a sauce and then throwing it into his mouth.

"Trust me, I've met them all."

"I really hope that all of this works out for you Christina," he smiled over at me. "You don't seem like the type of person who would be struggling with this."

"Come on," I rolled my eyes playing with the straw in my drink, "you don't need to flatter me like that."

"It's not flattery," he stared at me as the mood seemed to shift to something more serious. "Flattery is often insincere. From what I can see you seem like a spirited, opinionated, lively and cheerful young woman. Any guy would be lucky to date you. And that is definitely not insincere. You know how I am with facts."

"I do know," I said softly as we stared at each other.

These long and hard stares really did something to me. Will's eyes were gorgeous. Okay so they weren't the type that most girls would get lost in. In fact going back to my previous notion about Will, he wasn't really the type that I would get lost in either. But there seemed to be so much spark from glances and smiles that it lit fireworks exploding all over inside of me.

"Anyway," I took a sip breaking eye contact as I heard Will let out a deep exhale. "Enough about my boring love life, how is it that you don't have a girlfriend, Will?"

Will ended up chuckling.

"What, I'm serious," I smiled at him. "And don't tell me it's because you work too much."

"I do though," he admitted. "If a girl came along she would have to know that my business is like my child. I put a lot of work into that. I like it, I really do. It's just a whole lot of responsibility."

"Yeah but if you wanted to close the store early or spend more time with her, you would make the effort right," I questioned.

"I suppose I would if it was worth it," he shrugged.

Again I wanted to say that he was here with me after closing the store early but I didn't go too much into detail about that. He still hadn't shown me the catalog and I didn't want to remind him that this was a 'business meeting'. I liked the thought that this seemed like we were just two friends hanging out with one another.

"I do all of the work by myself. The accounting, marketing, inventory, hiring," he listed. "I dedicated a lot of time and effort into that place. I'm not saying that she would be last but she would have to work along with me. She would have to be just as dedicated to hard work like me."

"It seems like Miss Honest Daughter would not mind working hard," I took a sip of my drink. "I think she's interested."

"In me," Will questioned as I nodded. "Molly, interested in me," he stated again before he broke out into a huge laugh.

"What's so funny?"

"Molly is not interested in me. We're just friends. I don't even know if you would call it a friendship."

I huffed and then patted his knee. "Trust me Willy boy, she's interested in you."

"Well, I'm not interested in her and don't call me that," he shook his head.

"Molly called you that," I nudged him. "See she already has a cute pet name for you."

"It's an irritating pet name. Besides it's not like that. We're just friends, associates," he stated, "Whatever you want to call it."

"I call it being interested," I insisted.

Although, part of me wasn't sure why I wanted him and Molly to get together and go out on a date. I liked spending time with Will. And I hated the looks that Moly gave him. Despite all of that, I reminded myself that he wasn't my type and that there should be my Mr. Right that Cupid was to hit his arrow on soon enough.

Will was a great guy. He was funny and smart and hard working. He did have that awesome grin. But he wasn't my type. Then again, my type was usually the one that cheated on me or broke my heart. I sure knew how to pick 'em.

"I tell you what, why don't we stop by her store after we're done here and I'll prove to you that she's interested."

"If it gets you to be quiet on the matter but I'm telling you," He shook his head, "There's nothing between Molly and I."

"Will, the first step into getting help is admitting that you have a problem. And I'm telling," I shook my head, "you're game is off."

"I know I don't have an exciting love life now but I'm not going to try to fix it with stones and energy flow and different colored items and how their placed in my house," he admitted.

"You sure about that," I turned away. "I think that once you see that someone is interested you'll think twice and probably ask Johanna for her help too."

"Whatever you say, Christina," he smiled before finishing off his beer.

We finished off another bottle of beer and another margarita as we told a couple other horrifying tales from our past to one another. After that was done, Will and I headed down to the store. There was a determined look on his face to prove me wrong about Molly.

Molly however did everything that I knew she would from the moment that we walked into the store. Her eyes' brightened when she saw Will. She smoothed her hands over the thighs of her skinny jeans as she walked over. Then her eyes turned to me.

"You're helping your customer again," she eyed me out.

"No, well yes," Will answered. "We were out for a drink and Christina said she needed to stop by for a few more items."

I stared at her for a moment until her eyes widened.

"You went out for a drink, Will," she asked.

Score two.

"Yes, it's the new bar called the Chasm. Have you been to it yet?"

Molly shook her head. "No but perhaps if you and I finish work the same time and then we could go out for a drink together."

I saw her shift her body so that her cleavage would look more prominent. I wouldn't have been surprised if she dared to touch him again or rub those nasty looking things up against his chest. Ew Christina, why were you being so hurtful towards her?

I walked past her and turned around just in time to see her take a step towards him. I looked around the store just once because in all honesty I didn't want to leave Will alone with her. I decided that I would get a couple more rose quartz from the gemstone bins. Maybe the ones that I had gotten from here earlier were junk. Or maybe Molly truly did put a death gemstone somewhere in the bag and I didn't realize it yet. I just didn't like the fact that Will had such fast results and I was still waiting for the love of my life to show up.

When I walked back towards the front, Molly was leaning against the counter, amplifying her bosom even more in front of Will. She rang me up and again the entire time was filled with conversation to Will and not to me.

Upon leaving the store, I turned back to see Molly pouting a bit.

"She's upset that you're leaving," I said.

"She's upset that a customer only purchased a couple items. She's having a hard time too running that store," he stated.

"What," I turned to him. "She was endlessly flirting with you in there. Did you not notice it?"

"We were talking. That's what associates or friends do, they talk," he replied.

"No wonder you're single. Molly back there," I pointed towards the store, "was dropping all sorts of hints."

"Like what," he questioned still in disbelief.

"Come on," I pushed him playfully. "She was like showing you her cleavage," I tried to move my chest in a certain way noticing his eyes skim down to my movement. "The way she stood to enunciate her curves," I moved my hips a little seeing his eyes travel further. "The way she ran her fingers over you slowly," I stepped in front of him and skimmed from his wrist to elbow, noticing that his eyes fell back to stare at me.

"I never noticed that she did that," he said softly.

"She did," I confirmed.

"She should stop because it doesn't work for her. Perhaps you should give her tips on how to flirt," he whispered as we kept our eyes locked on each other.

The moments between us where we stared seemed to make the world stop spinning, literally. I was never more confused or excited about anything in my life than being in a staring match with Will. He had this aura about him that drew me in yet I continued to stick to my proclamation that Will wasn't my type. He seriously wasn't. And before I took another step forward I moved away and shot my eyes in another direction.

"No one would want tips from me," I stated. "I attract the worst of guys, remember? Thong guy at the wedding," I reminded him.

Will chuckled and shuffled awkwardly. "I think you should just give yourself a bit more time to work out your plans. And I'm still not convinced that Molly did any of those things like you said. I felt no attraction for her," he shrugged.

I scoffed and took out the pink quartz. "Apparently, you need this more than I do."

Will stepped away and stared at the stone in my hand.

I let out a small giggle and moved forward. Every time I took a step towards him, he took a step backwards.

"It's not going to bite you."

"What are you going to do with that Christina," he asked as the look on his face looked like a mixture of fear and irritation.

"I think the question is what are you going to do with it," I held the rock between the two of us until finally Will's back hit the wall of the building that we were in front of.

"Christina," his voice got deep and husky making me tremble not from fear but excitement. It was like he was trying to warn me but little did he know that it was arousing me in a weird sort of way.

Quickly and without thinking, I tried to put the quartz into his shirt pocket but he moved away. He grabbed my wrist as I continued at my attempts to give him the quartz. We weren't necessarily wrestling but it did turn into a playful shove and pull.

Somehow Will had ended up standing behind me with his arms wrapped around my waist holding my arms down in place. He let out a chuckle the same time I started to giggle. I was able to move my hand down and slip the quartz into his pants pocket in the front.

"I don't need it," he moved his hand to take it out of his pocket but I pulled his hand back and held it in place around me.

"I think you should give it a shot."

"With who," he mumbled.

That's when I felt his breath on my neck. I looked down at our hands to see mine resting on his. I linked my fingers into his and he gave me a small squeeze pulling me back into him.

"Whoever you want," I whispered turning my head back to see his face right there.

We started another small stare down as I felt one of his hands move to slowly run up and down my arm. I turned around slowly in his arms until we were face to face. I don't know how long we stood there until Will pulled completely away and shoved his hands into his pocket. For a brief moment I thought that he was going to give me back the quartz but instead he patted it and looked back at his store.

"There are a few things I forgot to do," he took out his hand and ran it through his hair and scratched the back of his neck. "Back at my store," he clarified. "I'll see you later, Christina."

He hurried to the store and as much as I wanted to follow him, I didn't. I was still shocked over the touching that happened. Yes it was innocent and I didn't want to read too much into it but I couldn't ignore the sparks that were there. Or maybe there wasn't a spark. Whatever the case I couldn't deny that maybe, just maybe he could be more than I thought he could be.

I continued to think about him throughout the week. The third wedding came around the corner and I had hoped that perhaps Johanna's spiritual energy flow would get some romantic changes into my life. And this time I did meet a few single guys who were decent. Yet every time I spoke to someone all I could think about was Will.

There was Will's easy smile that would turn into a delightful grin. There were his intense eyes and our longing looks. It was like his eyes watched me or followed me intently as though I was something adorable to watch. I enjoyed how his fingers moved on me or held my hand. He was a far cry from my current "ideal" boyfriend. But something told me that perhaps my ideal was wrong.

"How was the wedding," asked Tris on the phone.

"Boring," I confessed.

"I thought you would have met someone there," she said. "Tobias and Eric said that..."

"Oh my God, you told Eric about my dating problems," I questioned.

"Chris, he's not being an ass about it like he was at the BBQ. His girlfriend is keeping him in check," she replied.

"First Eric and then Peter," I rolled my eyes. "Who will be next?"

"What do you mean?"

"They're just the last guys I would ever expect to have a good girlfriend or get married," I shook my head. "And now they're off having their happy relationships and I'm here begging for help from my friend's husband and his best friend who called me an annoying loud mouth," I responded.

"Tobias and Eric were talking about setting up their friend with you. Perhaps I could introduce you to..."

"Nope," I interrupted her. "There's no way in hell I'm going out with someone who is friends with Eric Coulter. Besides," I let out a deep sigh. "I think I met someone."

I didn't tell Tris because I wanted to decide for myself if there really was a spark between me and Will.

Sometime later on that day, I decided to head over to see Will. I had been hoping he would call to let me know that my pillows came in so that I would have an excuse to go over there but instead I just went with the excuse that I was going to be straight forward with this.

Pulling into the parking lot, I waited until I saw a couple of his workers leave. I checked myself over in the rearview mirror. After making sure everything was looking good, I sauntered over to the store's door and went in just before closing time.

Immediately his smile greeted me. "Hey, how have you been?"

"Okay," I shuffled my feet back and forth.

"Did you come to pick up any more items on Johanna's list," he asked stepping away from the counter.

I walked towards him until we were both standing in front of one another. "No," I shook my head and looked away before I could be drawn into his eyes. I knew what was going to happen if we stared at one another again. "Wow," I noticed the store. "It looks like business is still booming around here."

"It has been," he chuckled. "I have no idea what's going on either."

My instincts were telling me to let him know that I used a little Feng Shui on him but I had come here for another reason and decided to hold off. Instead, I walked over towards an antique looking loveseat and sat on one end. "This is gorgeous."

"It is from the early 1900's," he said sitting next to me. I loved the way he talked about all the things that he knew. You could see the passion from all of it sparkle in his eyes.

I was just about to comment on something when his hand landed half on top of my own in between the two of us on the seat.

"I had fun with you the other night," Will grinned at me. "Do you have plans tonight or are there eligible men finally rolling in?"

I gave him a small smile keeping my hand still. There's only one possible guy but no one else. That's when I realized again that his prosperity energy was flowing alright but I was still waiting for my romantic life to shoot off. Why did he have such big results and he didn't even believe in this kind of stuff?

"Or maybe," he started as I felt his hand pull away.

"I don't have any plans, other than coming here to see you," I put myself out there.

The smile on his face only widened. "Great," he stood up. "You want to hit the Chasm again," he asked walking to the front door and flipping the 'Closed' sign around. He had just pulled down the drapes when he turned to look at me.

Perhaps it was watching him close the drapes so that no one would see us or maybe it was that intense look that he gave me just now. Whatever it was, I stood up and slowly walked towards him.

I let out a breath when I was inches away from him. "Maybe I don't want to go to the Chasm."

He lifted an eyebrow before taking one of my hands in his and smiling. "What do you want to do?"