It’s going to be hard and quick because I have a date with a ten-year-old to clean up his room.”
“And after you kiss me senseless, I’m going to my room to change my panties, grab my tablet, and search out party ideas. We’re going to have the best damn Star Wars party no galaxy far, far away has ever seen!”
Gray let out a hearty chuckle. It had been a very long time since he had something to laugh about. Jennie was a treasure.
Monday morning, Jennie got up at five-thirty, took a quick shower, and managed a half-hour of yoga. She also sent her brother Preston a quick text, asking him to call her as soon as possible. The school bus picked Matt up in the front of the house at seven-fifty, and Grayson had to leave by eight-thirty for a meeting at his brewery in Fort Mavis.
She made French toast for breakfast. She really wanted to make pancakes, but couldn’t find a box of mix, or flour to make them from scratch. Until she got to the store, Matt’s lunch would have to be one of the prepackaged lunches that came with a drink.
Last evening, Mathew was ecstatic about his party, and he’d put the invitations in his backpack before he went to sleep. He had warmed up to her a little bit, but she wouldn’t push.
She was just beating the eggs and milk together when Gray came into the kitchen. Her body, mind, and heart weren’t prepared to see him in a richly-cut dress suit of dark smoke gray. His shirt was a deep mauve with a lighter gray and black tie. His cheeks were smooth, and his Polo cologne overpowered the scent of the coffee he’d just made. He was so damn handsome, she wanted to swoon. There was that stupid word again, she chided herself.
“This is how you go to work every day?” she asked, picking up her own cup of coffee with a slightly trembling hand.
“No, thank God. It reminds me too much of my father. I have a big meeting with beer wholesalers and distributors. My operations manager and I are giving them a tour of the brewery and doing a sample run. Then I’m taking them to lunch. I’m meeting with a second group tomorrow. We plan to get my new beer into production by the summer.”
“I didn’t realize how big an operation you have. I’m impressed.”
So she really knows nothing about my family, he said to himself. Gray handed her a credit card and a sticky note with the name of the grocery store in Fort Mavis, along with a password. “Use this card to order everything you’ll need for the party. Pay for priority delivery. You’ll have to order Matt a sleeping bag.”
Jennie tucked the note and card into the pocket of her jeans. “What about you?”
“Why would I need one?”
“You’re going to let nine little boys sleep un-chaperoned in your living room?”
“I hadn’t thought of that. Where are you going to sleep? I’d be happy to share my sleeping bag with you.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
“In my bed.” She laughed and dipped the bread into the egg, milk, and vanilla mixture before placing it on the hot skillet. “If they get too rowdy, I’ll threaten them with a bucket of cold water.”
“Do you think I should have one of my bouncers here to keep them under control?”
“You’re serious?”
“No,” he said, wondering what he was getting into. “Vanessa fills our grocery order online and they deliver same day. I have a running account. Order plenty of nutritious food,” he added with a smile.
“Count on it. What time does Matt get off the bus?”
“Four-thirty. He has soccer practice on Mondays and Thursdays. Baseball won’t start for a few of weeks. Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday the bus will be here by three-fifteen. Vanessa lets him relax a little while and have a snack before he starts his homework.”
So he does have some idea about Matt’s afterschool care, Jennie said to herself. “I’ll stick to that routine to keep things as normal as possible. Do you know what Matt likes to eat? His favorites.”
Grayson was oblivious to
“And after you kiss me senseless, I’m going to my room to change my panties, grab my tablet, and search out party ideas. We’re going to have the best damn Star Wars party no galaxy far, far away has ever seen!”
Gray let out a hearty chuckle. It had been a very long time since he had something to laugh about. Jennie was a treasure.
Monday morning, Jennie got up at five-thirty, took a quick shower, and managed a half-hour of yoga. She also sent her brother Preston a quick text, asking him to call her as soon as possible. The school bus picked Matt up in the front of the house at seven-fifty, and Grayson had to leave by eight-thirty for a meeting at his brewery in Fort Mavis.
She made French toast for breakfast. She really wanted to make pancakes, but couldn’t find a box of mix, or flour to make them from scratch. Until she got to the store, Matt’s lunch would have to be one of the prepackaged lunches that came with a drink.
Last evening, Mathew was ecstatic about his party, and he’d put the invitations in his backpack before he went to sleep. He had warmed up to her a little bit, but she wouldn’t push.
She was just beating the eggs and milk together when Gray came into the kitchen. Her body, mind, and heart weren’t prepared to see him in a richly-cut dress suit of dark smoke gray. His shirt was a deep mauve with a lighter gray and black tie. His cheeks were smooth, and his Polo cologne overpowered the scent of the coffee he’d just made. He was so damn handsome, she wanted to swoon. There was that stupid word again, she chided herself.
“This is how you go to work every day?” she asked, picking up her own cup of coffee with a slightly trembling hand.
“No, thank God. It reminds me too much of my father. I have a big meeting with beer wholesalers and distributors. My operations manager and I are giving them a tour of the brewery and doing a sample run. Then I’m taking them to lunch. I’m meeting with a second group tomorrow. We plan to get my new beer into production by the summer.”
“I didn’t realize how big an operation you have. I’m impressed.”
So she really knows nothing about my family, he said to himself. Gray handed her a credit card and a sticky note with the name of the grocery store in Fort Mavis, along with a password. “Use this card to order everything you’ll need for the party. Pay for priority delivery. You’ll have to order Matt a sleeping bag.”
Jennie tucked the note and card into the pocket of her jeans. “What about you?”
“Why would I need one?”
“You’re going to let nine little boys sleep un-chaperoned in your living room?”
“I hadn’t thought of that. Where are you going to sleep? I’d be happy to share my sleeping bag with you.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
“In my bed.” She laughed and dipped the bread into the egg, milk, and vanilla mixture before placing it on the hot skillet. “If they get too rowdy, I’ll threaten them with a bucket of cold water.”
“Do you think I should have one of my bouncers here to keep them under control?”
“You’re serious?”
“No,” he said, wondering what he was getting into. “Vanessa fills our grocery order online and they deliver same day. I have a running account. Order plenty of nutritious food,” he added with a smile.
“Count on it. What time does Matt get off the bus?”
“Four-thirty. He has soccer practice on Mondays and Thursdays. Baseball won’t start for a few of weeks. Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday the bus will be here by three-fifteen. Vanessa lets him relax a little while and have a snack before he starts his homework.”
So he does have some idea about Matt’s afterschool care, Jennie said to herself. “I’ll stick to that routine to keep things as normal as possible. Do you know what Matt likes to eat? His favorites.”
Grayson was oblivious to
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