Boss Daddy by Handel Shanna

Author:Handel, Shanna [Handel, Shanna]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2019-01-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Memaw’s face popped out from behind the Mess Hall kitchen door. “Louanne, call for you! Get in here, honey. The way this fella is breathing into the phone sounds like he’s gonna have a heart attack if you keep him waiting much longer!” The door swung shut and she disappeared.

Georgia looked at me curiously. “Who could that be? I assumed everyone who needed to call you has your direct line.”

I shrugged, wiping my hands on my napkin. “Once in a while we get a call from someone who found our number in the phone book. The ranch kitchen is listed as our main number.”

Bridgette scrunched up her nose, helping herself to another piece of garlic bread. “What’s a phone book?”

“It’s like the internet but with yellow pages. Brody insisted we list our number in there. It’s the only way people could contact him back in the Stone Age when he opened this place and there was no such thing as cell phones.” I sighed, standing from my bench. I hated to leave behind Memaw’s baked spaghetti, but lunch would have to wait.

I hurried into the kitchen, brushing past Memaw as she grumbled, “Took you long enough,” and picked up the phone receiver from the counter. Stretching its cord to its maximum length, I tried to find a quieter corner of the room.

“Hello? Louanne Dixon speaking,” I said, leaning against the wall and twirling the cord around my hand.

A heavy breathing came through the other line. In between heaves, a blunt voice demanded, “Is this the wedding planner?”

My nose wrinkling, I answered, “Uh... yes. This is she.”

“Brian. Brian O’Malley. Pleasure to,” his introduction was cut off by a coughing fit, “make your acquaintance. I’m a reporter from the Little Peak Times. We’ve gotten word that you have quite the wedding operation going out up there at the ranch.”

“Yes, sir. Thank you. We feel that marriage is the—”

“I’ll stop you right there, little missy. I was married for thirty years to the love of my life. God rest her soul. I’ve been a bachelor for ten and I’m perfectly happy—I’ve no need for your services. The real reason I’m calling is the Top Ten,” he said.

“Oh, so you’ve heard we made the list?” I asked, trying to sound surprised. The day the T & D article on the ranch hit, everyone in Little Peak had called to congratulate us. Memaw threatened to take the phone off the hook if the calls didn’t slow down.

The article doubled as an engagement announcement. At the end of the spread there was a small information box with a pretty floral border. Within it were the words, Wedding planner extraordinaire, Louanne Dixon and her groom, Hayes Jenkins are planning their own wedding. It’s sure to top all others. Stay tuned with Travel and Dining for a special release covering the lovebirds’ nuptials.

That Sunday, the Little Peak Baptist Woman’s Guild threw us a surprise shower after church, making our engagement feel official. I was told, more than

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