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She watched my face.

“It’s good.”

“Obviously.”

“Don’t ruin it.”

She leaned over the counter far enough to see my planner.

Her eyes landed on the date.

A smile spread across her face.

“No.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You were about to.”

“I was about to congratulate you on making an excellent decision.”

“I haven’t made a decision.”

A smile spread across her face.

“You took the question mark off.”

I looked down at the planner.

Maybe one successful night didn’t mean I had to figure out what this could become, but I didn’t have to be afraid of doing it twice either.

“Yeah,” I said. “It’s official.”

Naomi grinned. “Monthly?”

“Let’s survive the second one first.”

“That wasn’t a no.”

“That wasn’t a no for now.”

I took another sip of coffee.

That seemed to satisfy her enough to send her back toward the café.

I opened the bookstore’s event calendar and added the date before I could change my mind.

The empty box filled with words.

Open Mic Night.

No question mark.

I sat back.

It was a small thing, one date on a calendar, but Chapter & Charm had been built out of small things.

The first wholesale order I’d been terrified nobody would buy.