Loveswept 254 - The Grand Finale by Evanovich Janet

Author:Evanovich, Janet
Language: eng
Format: epub

Loveswept 254 - The Grand Finale

Seven

Berry sipped her orange juice and watched Jake from the corner of her eye. He was clearly lost in his own thoughts. He glanced at the clock while he unconsciously drank his coffee. An air of brood?ing expectancy gave his dark eyebrows an omi?nous slant, making him seem more threatening than usual. She'd successfully avoided him since the kitchen encounter, trying with little success to sort out her feelings. It was like playing the game of plucking petals off a daisy. Keep The Plan. Junk The Plan. Keep The Plan. Junk The Plan.

In the beginning it had been her body that wanted to junk The Plan, but more and more, it was her mind that wanted to love Jake Sawyer. He carried a sense of order and security with him. His lifestyle was a little extravagant, what with one-​of-​a-​kind cars and exploding cereal, but his house was a home. That was the part that really scared her. Was she still looking for someone to take care of her mittens? Was she still looking for someone to fill in the blanks in her personality?

Jake Sawyer was the man every woman dreamed of, but some incomprehensible, elusive instinct gnawed at her stomach when she thought of com?mitment to him.

Mrs. Fitz hadn't noticed Jake's preoccupation. She was contemplating the raspberry-​colored egg on her breakfast plate. Looks like Jell-​O. Is it Jell-​O?"

Jake checked the clock one more time. “Nope. It's not Jell-​O.”

Mrs. Fitz tried to cut it, but it skittered across the table. “Slippery little devil,” she remarked.

Berry had a similar object on her plate. It was green. “You sure this is edible?”

Jake looked injured. “Of course it's edible. It's also entirely natural and high in protein.” “How'd it get green?” “Spinach extract.”

Berry rolled it onto her spoon and watched in dismay as it slithered off slinky style. “How do you eat it?”

Jake leaned back in his chair. “That's the fun part.”

“You have a bizarre idea of fun.”

Mrs. Fitz poked it with her finger. “Is this a bedroom toy? Is this for those people who spray themselves with whipped cream?”

Mrs. Dugan looked up horrified. “Land sakes Lena. You're such a pervert. Where do you get these ideas?”

“'Well, it don't seem right for breakfast.” Mrs. Fitz complained. “At seven o'clock in the morning I don't have the energy to chase my food around.”

Mildred glanced at her watch. “It's not seven o'clock. It's nine-​thirty. It's Saturday.”

“It don't matter. It's still too early.”

Mrs. Dugan looked disdainfully at Mrs. Fitz. “If you got to bed at a reasonable time, you'd be able to get up in the morning. I think it's disgraceful, a woman your age staying out to all hours with that man.”

Mrs. Fitz narrowed her eyes at Mrs. Dugan. “What do you mean a woman my age? I'm not so old. Besides. I'm getting younger now that I have a beau. Haven't had this much fun in twenty years.”

Mildred looked happily pensive as she stirred her tea. “I think I'm in love,” she sighed.

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