Chapter 28

Blake gave him the finger. “It’s just a housewarming slash welcome aboard kind of thing. It’s a nice thing to do. Stop reading into it.”

Sam held up his hands in surrender. “Whatever you say.”

Blake purposefully ignored his brother and strode toward the front door. They entered the shop, and Blake was immediately overwhelmed by a scent of citrus that overlaid something earthier and woody. He inhaled deeply and let it sink into him. It was a comforting aroma—soothing—and Blake could have stood there all day just inhaling.

“May I help you gentlemen?”

Blake turned a wide smile on the short, spritely woman who had wandered over. She had a serene look about her that was somehow enhanced by the wispy wraps that swaddled her shoulders and the many silver bangles that adorned her wrists. Her warm brown eyes twinkled with merriment.

“Thank you,” Blake said. “I’m looking for a gift for a tea drinker, but I don’t know where to begin.”