Silverspoons Series: Another Billionaire Baby - Book II by Shelby Clark

Author:Shelby Clark [Clark, Shelby]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Jamocha Romance Ink
Published: 2013-09-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Ayana introduced Atticus to her mother in the foyer. She left them to talk while she rushed out to finish the dinner preparations by setting the last bowl of food on the table. The house was filled with wonderful aromas of hot homemade buttery rolls, collard greens, fried chicken, corn on the cob, sweet potatoes, apple and peach cobbler, and tossed salad. Tess helped Ayana prepare in the kitchen by bringing her chef by to help with the preparation of the desserts. They knew her mother would be expecting home cooked meals.

As she prepared to take her seat, she took a quick sweep of the room once everyone had entered, taking in everyone’s demeanor. Her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest. All she could see was chaos and disaster. A small pinch to the leg helped her reel her emotions back, something she picked up in her Psychology courses about redirecting your emotions to gain control. She finally took her seat.

“Atticus, can you bless the table please?” Ayana asked.

Everyone bowed their heads and closed their eyes, including Ayana’s mother, in silence. “We usually allow the man, who, hmm, normally, would be the father or husband of the house sitting at the head of the table to bless the food. So that would be you,” Ayana explained.

Atticus looked up at her with widened eyes. She knew exactly what his eyes were saying. He was caught off guard and she knew that in Atticus’s house they didn’t say grace. They would all just make comments about the cook and/or, if it all were pertaining to a dinner for a guest, the host or head of their table would just thank them all for attending and start eating.

But in her mother’s house, and her house when she’s present, they all say grace. It’s the Christian and Southern way according to her mother. She felt like this was the perfect opportunity and punishment. A sort of wakeup call for him to decide if he really wanted to be with her.

If he didn’t make up some kind of grace at that table, she knew her mother was going to set it off up in there. And her thoughts were based on the rapid eye movements she saw going on under her mother’s eyelids, which made her chuckle to herself.

Mm hm, look at you, Mother, you can’t wait to say something can you? And, Atticus, welcome to my world. This is where I come from, the country, overbearing mothers, and crazy, kill you dead, over-protective fathers, which you should be glad isn’t here.

Ayana read Atticus’s lips asking her what he should say. Instead of replying she simply closed her eyes and bowed her head too, a smile on her lips. She almost started to feel remorseful until she remembered his exact words. “There hasn’t been a woman I’ve met that I couldn’t handle.” So she decided to let him fend for himself. Besides, she was still pissed about Martina and him letting her leave without pursuing or calling.

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