The Art Of Falling by Julie Jarnagin

Author:Julie Jarnagin
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Christian, Chick-Lit, Fiction, Romance, Western, Women's Fiction, Love Stories
Publisher: Redbud Press
Published: 2015-04-16T04:00:00+00:00

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Dylan headed back to the kitchen to prep his final dish. Other than a few off-color jokes by Nana, everything in the dining room had been great.

But in the kitchen, Lucy wouldn’t meet his gaze. What he’d thought was a friendly competition seemed a lot more serious for Lucy.

He pointed at the cake she was slicing. “That looks good.”

“It’s a lemon cake with lavender crème,” she said, her pretty face pinched as she concentrated.

He moved beside her. “The bride really seems to love your food.”

“Maybe, but we both know Nana is making this decision.”

Lucy was right. After every bite, the bride turned to her grandmother first.

Paige stuck her head into the kitchen. “Are you ready? They’re waiting for the final course.”

Lucy nodded. “We’ll be right out.”

Paige left the room, and Lucy stopped what she was doing and looked up at him. “This wedding could make or break my career. Some of the most powerful names in Dallas will be there. I can’t let this slip through my fingers.”

“What do you mean?”

She blew out a breath. “I’m being considered for a big job. The decision maker will be at the wedding. If I impress him with my food, it will change everything for me.”

If he didn’t need the extra income, Dylan might have handed the job over to her then and there. But Dad’s medical bills weren’t going to pay themselves.

Not to mention that he didn’t want to have to go back to being a ranch hand in Wyoming. He’d recently lectured his little sister, who’d had her own rodeo injury while barrel racing, on all the reasons she should go back to school to follow her dream of being a veterinarian. She’d conveniently pointed out that he wasn’t doing much toward his dream of becoming a legitimate, full-time chef. Giving up on this job would only give her more ammunition.

Minutes later, Dylan stood beside Lucy as he served his peach cobbler and homemade vanilla bean ice cream. He couldn’t help himself from wanting to protect her from Nana, who flirted with him every time he brought out a dish and made unfair comments whenever she tasted Lucy’s food. Lucy was a talented chef. She had great techniques. Her plates reminded him of the Lucy he used to know—petite but full of color and personality.

“Dylan,” Nana said. “This is outstanding. Where did you learn to make cobbler like this?”

He’d learned to cook right alongside Lucy with Mrs. Hooper on the ranch. It had been the first time he’d felt like he belonged. For a kid who had trouble making friends, those memories were some of his best. “I learned to cook one summer when I was a teenager. Then I got a lot of practice as a ranch hand. There weren’t many restaurants nearby when I was in the middle of nowhere in Wyoming. I became the unofficial cook.”

Nana ate up every word before turning to Lucy. “Isn’t that marvelous, Ms. Pickett?”

“Incredible.” Lucy put on a good face, but her jaw was clenched.

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