N. Walters - Stroke of Sapphire

“Good morning to you too, brother. You wake up on the wrong side of the bed? Not that you seem to have a right side these days.”

“I love you too. Now what do you want, John?” He continued into the bathroom, staring at his face in the mirror, wondering if he could skip shaving. He ran his free hand over the dark stubble on his jaw. No, he definitely needed to shave, especially since he was meeting Sapphire later today.

“Breakfast. Topaz is meeting her sister at eight so she’s not eating at home. Thought you might like to hit Maloney’s for breakfast.”

So that’s who Sapphire was meeting this morning. Jake wondered why she hadn’t told him. It bothered him slightly, but he let it go. If she was with her sister in a public place, she was safe. He wondered if she’d tell her older sister what was going on between them. He hoped not. He liked his balls where they were and Topaz wouldn’t hesitate to bust them if she thought he’d hurt her baby sister. He liked that about her.

“Jake?”

“Yeah, I’ll be ready in a half hour. Come on down when you’re ready.” Maloney’s was a favorite of both of theirs. It was a greasy diner that made the best food in the world, if you weren’t worried about your fat intake and cholesterol. It was also loud and busy, not a place where they could talk about too much personal stuff. It was perfect.

“Will do.” John hung up and Jake tossed his phone onto the bathroom counter. He picked up his razor and turned it on. He wondered what Sapphire was doing and started counting down the hours until he could see her again.

Sapphire loved Althea’s Bakery, but this morning she needed it like a drowning man needs a life preserver. Chocolate and coffee were a must after the night she’d had. Her life had taken a complete one-eighty in the past twenty-four hours. She’d gone from changing her personal style and lifestyle completely to deciding she liked herself the way she was and that the fast-paced dating life wasn’t for her. She’d gone from knowing Jake was no longer a part of her life, to having him come barreling back into it. Was it any wonder she needed a chocolate éclair?

The bakery was busy with people grabbing a coffee and some sinful treat, but most were taking their order to go, hurrying in and out on their way to work. Only a few other tables were occupied. Sapphire settled at her favorite table in the corner near the window. She loved people-watching. Sometimes she got her best ideas for her jewelry designs from something or someone she saw passing by.

Today, she paid no attention to the hustle and bustle she usually enjoyed, her mind completely occupied by Jake Knight. She went over and over everything he’d said last night. She didn’t doubt his honesty, only his reasoning. She also didn’t like the fact he’d made a decision about her life, one that was really hers to make. He truly believed he’d hurt her with his physical demands that first night and had done what he’d thought was best for her.

But if that was the case, what had changed to make him think a relationship between them was possible? Could both of them change enough to make things work? Was that even realistic or would one or both of them just end up miserable?

And then there was the question of Jake’s dark side, his need to control things in the bedroom. What did that really mean? And was she ready to know the answer? So many questions and no easy answers.

A few minutes later, a flash of color outside the window caught her eye. Her sister was striding down the street toward the bakery. There was no missing Topaz with her bold gold jacket and black pencil skirt and heels that topped her out at over six feet. Her black hair was short and sassy, her expression all business. Her sister drew people’s eyes wherever she went. They also got out of her way.

Sapphire had tucked away her worries and was smiling by the time Topaz entered the bakery and made her way across the room. “Sorry I’m late. I got…detained.” The way she said it left Sapphire no doubt that it was her soon-to-be husband who had detained her. Topaz had a lovely glow to her cheeks that Sapphire didn’t think all came from the crisp morning air.

“No problem. I haven’t been here long.”

Topaz dropped her oversized bag onto an empty chair before taking her seat. She flicked open the button on her jacket to reveal a black camisole trimmed with lace. Her sister always looked so put together.

Sapphire glanced down at her jeans, low-heeled leather boots and the blue cashmere sweater she wore. She was comfortable, but no one would ever accuse her of being a fashion icon. The only area where she was a fashion leader was when it came to accessories. Already this morning, she’d had one woman ask her where she got the hammered silver bracelet that adorned her wrist. She was always happy to direct potential customers to Sisters’ Jewels.

“I got you a coffee and an éclair.”

Topaz raised an eyebrow before picking up the chocolaty treat and taking a bite. “What’s the occasion?” she asked after she enjoyed the first taste.

Sapphire shrugged. “Mostly because I felt like one.”

Topaz frowned and wiped her hands on a paper napkin. “What’s wrong? And don’t say nothing. You’ve been saying that for weeks and I’ve let you. But no more.”

Sapphire shrugged, not quite sure where to begin. Usually she and her sister shared everything, but it wasn’t so easy with Jake and John being brothers. She didn’t want to put Topaz in the middle of her problems with Jake.

Topaz reached out and touched her hand. “Whatever it is, I’m on your side.”

Tears pricked Sapphire’s eyes, but she managed a slight smile. “I know. I’ve just been going through some stuff, but I’m mostly over it now.”

“Does that mean you’re going to dump most of the clothes you’ve bought lately?”

Sapphire sat up straighter and bristled with annoyance. “You don’t like them? I thought you’d like the fact I was taking more interest in clothes.”

“Oh, sweetie, I would if I thought it was making you happy.” Topaz leaned her elbows on the table and rested her chin on her hands. “You’ve seemed determined, driven almost, but not happy.”

Sapphire sighed and rubbed her forehead, hoping the coffee and chocolate would help stave off the threatening headache forming behind her eyes. “Yeah, well, it was an experiment, but you’ll be pleased to know I’m done with it.” As soon as she got home, she would be bagging up all her latest purchases and hauling them down to the local consignment store. No more trying to be something she wasn’t.

“I’m glad if you are. But, Sapphire, you haven’t been happy, not in a while now. Emerald called me last night to ask if anything was wrong. You haven’t called her in a week and she hasn’t been able to get hold of you.”

And now she was feeling guilty. Yes, she’d been avoiding both her older sisters, mostly because she didn’t know what to say to them. She didn’t want to talk about Jake with either of them. Her emotions were too volatile.

“I’ve been busy.” Great, now she sounded defensive.

Topaz sipped her coffee, her eyes filled with concern. “Just know I’m here for you whenever you want to talk.”

The knot in her stomach lessened somewhat. “I know. And thanks.” She could always depend on her sisters. “I’m just not ready yet.”

“Fair enough.” Topaz set her cup back on the table. “Now what have you got for me?”

More than ready to drop the subject of her personal life, Sapphire dug into the oversized leather purse she used instead of a briefcase and pulled out a folder. Her personal life might have been in turmoil for the past weeks, but not her professional one. She drew out the sketches she’d been working on and handed them to her sister. They were extremely different for her, the jewelry more industrial, more masculine, instead of her trademark feminine.

“I know we’re doing Emerald’s ‘farmhouse seasons’ line over the next year.” Her sister had designed some beautiful pastoral scenes for their trademark journals, stationery, greeting cards, scarves and accessories. They’d have four lines in the next year, starting with the summer line. Each season would have new pieces. It was an ambitious and exciting undertaking.

It was Sapphire’s job to design and create the jewelry to go with the line. “You’ve already seen the pieces I’ve planned to go with that line.” She’d created floral pins and jeweled bracelets that looked like clusters of wildflowers. Necklaces, anklets, chokers, hair clips and rings as well. It was all very feminine and beautiful.

This new line she’d been playing with was edgier than anything she’d ever done for Sisters’ Jewels. If Topaz didn’t think it was right for the boutique, she might try to shop it around to some other retailers. She’d already done one mass-produced line for a major department store and it had done so well they’d come looking for more designs. She was still considering her options.

Topaz studied each design carefully before shuffling the page to the next one. Sapphire hadn’t felt this nervous about her work in years. It was the one part of her life where she’d always been confident. But this was such a departure for her.

She might kid herself, but she knew Jake was the inspiration for the line. He was so masculine and tough and urban. She’d been drawn to make jewelry pieces that reflected his strength and solidity and that meant industrial, but with a twist. Instead of just using silver as she usually did, she’d used copper and brass and stainless steel as well.

Sapphire reached into her tote and pulled out a sample bracelet. “This is one of the designs. I haven’t had time to try all of them yet.” And she probably should have waited until she’d had a prototype of everything, but she’d been so excited about the new work she’d had to show it to someone.