Chapter Four
“Miss Amber, there’s a phone call for you.”
Amber stood and wiped her gloved hands on her jeans. “Who is it, Celia?”
“I don’t know, miss. But it’s a man.”
Amber caught the surprise on the servant’s faces. Not only was it rare for her to get a phone call, but she’d also never had a man call her before.
She tried hard not to get her hopes up that it was Cesar, but she’d been unable to sleep the night before because all she could think of was him.
Amber turned to Tony, the head gardener. “I’ll be right back.”
“You go on, Miss Amber. You’ve helped me out tremendously.”
“You know I love it.”
“I do. Maybe more than I love it.”
She laughed. “I don’t think that’s even possible.” She’d known Tony her whole life, and there was nowhere on earth he’d rather be than with his plants. He’d never married or even had a pet because he said humans argued, and pets ran off where his plants were always where they were supposed to be and were always friendly.
Amber walked toward the house and smiled at Celia. “Are you going to need any help this afternoon?”
“No, miss. I don’t want you to get in trouble again like last time.”
“Both my sister and my mother are out for the day, So, they’ll never know I’m helping you bake.”
“Still…”
She knew Celia was worried about Amber getting slapped again. Although it happened frequently, it was the first time the housekeeper had seen it happen and she was appalled.
“I’ll take the call in the office.”
“Okay, miss.”
“Hello.”
“Hi, honey. It’s Cesar.”
Disbelief and pure unadulterated joy raced through her speechless.
“Are you there?” Cesar asked.
She cleared her throat. “Yes, I’m sorry, I’m here.”
“How are you?”
“I’m fine. How is your day going?” she asked.
“Good. Better now that I’m talking to you.”
“Oh … um … okay.”
He chuckled. “Are you free for lunch today?”
A hundred thoughts and fears raced through her brain, but she wouldn’t give up this chance to see him. “I—yes.”
“Good. How about if I pick you up?”