Sweetest Mistake by Candis Terry

Author:Candis Terry [Terry, Candis]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2014-01-01T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Later that afternoon, a knock on the door surprised Abby. She hadn’t expected anyone and, covered from head to toe with dust and grime, she certainly wasn’t prepared to receive company. Whereas a year ago she’d have had the housekeeper answer the door while she made herself presentable, today she brushed her hands down the legs of her jeans, blew the strand of hair away from her eye, and opened the door.

“Hi. Wow, you look busy.”

Jana, Charli, Fiona, and Izzy stood on her front porch. Charli held a rectangular plastic container in her hands. Jana held a wicker basket. And Fiona held the most adorable little girl in the world.

“Hi,” Abby said. “What a surprise.”

“I know we should have called ahead, but we figured that would just give you a reason to make excuses not to see us. So we decided to barge in.” Jana stepped inside, gave her a kiss on the cheek, and held up the basket. “But we brought treats.”

Charli leaned in and kissed her on the cheek too. “I made her leave the blender at home. Woman is notorious for making alcoholic slushies.”

“Margaritas,” Jana said. “I even make them for Izzy.”

When Abby’s eyebrows shot upward, Jana said, “Virgin style. Come on. What kind of grandma do you think I am?”

“The best,” Fiona said, following them inside.

With that, Jana and Charli disappeared into the kitchen.

Abby didn’t expect Fiona to follow suit with a buss on the cheek. They hadn’t even formally met. Not to mention they both had a past with the same man.

Closing the door, Abby pushed aside the awkwardness and extended her hand. “It’s so nice to meet you.”

Fiona’s gorgeous face lifted with a smile, and their hands met.

“It’s nice to finally meet you too.”

Her words sounded genuine, which helped calm the jumping beans in Abby’s stomach. But not by much.

Dressed in pink stretch pants and a flouncy black-and-white zebra top, Izzy held out her chubby little arms.

Abby looked at Fiona. “Is it okay?”

“If you hold her?” Fiona smiled. “Of course.” She gave her daughter a kiss on the forehead and handed her over. “Is this uncomfortable for you? My being here?”

“Probably no more than it is for you,” Abby confessed.

“Then let’s not let it be,” Fiona said. “There’s no reason we can’t be friends just because we love the same man.”

We love, she’d said.

Not we loved.

Jackson spoke very highly of his ex-wife, and Abby knew he cared very much for her. As a family, they looked perfect together. They seemed to get along well. And because they had a child, everyone—including Abby—knew it would be best for them to get back together. To be a family again.

If that were to happen, or if Abby sensed there was interest on both parties to do so, she would back far out of the picture. Even as she wished she could be in Fiona’s shoes. Which today happened to be a really cute pair of turquoise wedge flip-flops with rhinestone straps.

“I agree.” Hoping they could indeed be friends—or at least friendly—she gave Fiona a sincere smile.

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