gift in hand, waiting to be welcomed in. When it was Brian who greeted her, she was taken back by the womanly apron he wore. “That looks…” Jill began. She couldn’t think of the right word to say so she ended with, “Interesting.”
“This?” Brian asked as he looked down at himself.
“Yeah,” Jill giggled.
“It’s my mom’s.”
“Well, I would sure hope so!”
Both of them erupted into a bout of laughter.
Taking the gift from Jill, he led her in. Jill could smell the aroma of an Italian feast fill the air. Each time she inhaled she grew hungrier, and eventually her mouth watered.
When she went into the dining area she noticed how charming Brian had decorated the room. It was dimly lit and candles were burning, reminding Jill of what it would be like at an authentic Italian restaurant. “You really did a great job,” Jill admired.
Elena walked in and added, “He sure did. Thank you, son.”
Her and Brian hugged, the vision causing Jill to smile and feel warm on the inside.
When it was Jill’s turn, she beamed, “Happy Birthday! You look lovely.” She was always good at complimenting people on their appearance. No matter what the person may be wearing, Jill made it a point to find at least one thing she liked. In this case, Elena had on a comfortable shirt with some beads that glittered and shined, accentuating her silver hair.
“Thank you, dear.”
“I’m going to leave you ladies to talk while I finish up in the kitchen,” Brian said, dismissing himself.
Elena stepped over to a chair at the head of the table so that she could sit. Jill followed closely behind.
“So how are you doing today?”
“Not too bad. Not too bad,” Elena answered with a sweet smile.
“I’m glad to hear that.”
Conversation came easy to them as they shared all the things that were new since they last saw each other. It was when Jill started talking about getting some extra hours lately that Brian came in with some of the food he was going to serve.
“That looks so good,” Elena praised.
“So spill the beans, Brian. What will we be dining on tonight?” Jill wondered.
“For your enjoyment, we will be having a seven-layer lasagna, Caesar salad and herb cheese bread.”
Jill found it a bit hilarious that he spoke as if he was the chef serving a table. It was cute though, too, especially when he emphasized the word “and”. Not to mention, she was pleasantly surprised to hear the menu. Italian was her favorite food, and never knew a tough-looking man like him would even dare make such exquisite dishes. “Wow! Sounds amazing!”
“My favorites!” Elena squealed.
“That’s why I made them,” Brian revealed with a smirk.
Elena got first dibs on the food. Brian made sure Jill was next, and he gladly served himself last, knowing there was more than enough and that there would probably even be leftovers. When he hosted a get together, which was extremely rare, he always made sure there was more food than necessary.
The three of them barely spoke a word to one another at first, too highly satisfied with what they were eating. Instead, the only sound that filled the air was the clink of utensils striking the plates.
When appetites were sated and dinner was well underway, Brian,
“This?” Brian asked as he looked down at himself.
“Yeah,” Jill giggled.
“It’s my mom’s.”
“Well, I would sure hope so!”
Both of them erupted into a bout of laughter.
Taking the gift from Jill, he led her in. Jill could smell the aroma of an Italian feast fill the air. Each time she inhaled she grew hungrier, and eventually her mouth watered.
When she went into the dining area she noticed how charming Brian had decorated the room. It was dimly lit and candles were burning, reminding Jill of what it would be like at an authentic Italian restaurant. “You really did a great job,” Jill admired.
Elena walked in and added, “He sure did. Thank you, son.”
Her and Brian hugged, the vision causing Jill to smile and feel warm on the inside.
When it was Jill’s turn, she beamed, “Happy Birthday! You look lovely.” She was always good at complimenting people on their appearance. No matter what the person may be wearing, Jill made it a point to find at least one thing she liked. In this case, Elena had on a comfortable shirt with some beads that glittered and shined, accentuating her silver hair.
“Thank you, dear.”
“I’m going to leave you ladies to talk while I finish up in the kitchen,” Brian said, dismissing himself.
Elena stepped over to a chair at the head of the table so that she could sit. Jill followed closely behind.
“So how are you doing today?”
“Not too bad. Not too bad,” Elena answered with a sweet smile.
“I’m glad to hear that.”
Conversation came easy to them as they shared all the things that were new since they last saw each other. It was when Jill started talking about getting some extra hours lately that Brian came in with some of the food he was going to serve.
“That looks so good,” Elena praised.
“So spill the beans, Brian. What will we be dining on tonight?” Jill wondered.
“For your enjoyment, we will be having a seven-layer lasagna, Caesar salad and herb cheese bread.”
Jill found it a bit hilarious that he spoke as if he was the chef serving a table. It was cute though, too, especially when he emphasized the word “and”. Not to mention, she was pleasantly surprised to hear the menu. Italian was her favorite food, and never knew a tough-looking man like him would even dare make such exquisite dishes. “Wow! Sounds amazing!”
“My favorites!” Elena squealed.
“That’s why I made them,” Brian revealed with a smirk.
Elena got first dibs on the food. Brian made sure Jill was next, and he gladly served himself last, knowing there was more than enough and that there would probably even be leftovers. When he hosted a get together, which was extremely rare, he always made sure there was more food than necessary.
The three of them barely spoke a word to one another at first, too highly satisfied with what they were eating. Instead, the only sound that filled the air was the clink of utensils striking the plates.
When appetites were sated and dinner was well underway, Brian,
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