The Chocolate Comeback (Love at the Chocolate Shop Book 7) by Snopek Roxanne

Author:Snopek, Roxanne [Snopek, Roxanne]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction
ISBN: 9781945879968
Publisher: Tule Publishing
Published: 2017-04-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

By the time DeeDee had her idea fleshed out the next morning, Cynthia had been discharged. The bleeding had stopped, she wasn’t having contractions, and the baby’s heartbeat was strong.

What a relief! DeeDee raced out to Anders Run to meet with Cynthia, grateful that Isaac had given her the time off.

She was still warm from the smile she’d seen on his face in her dream and couldn’t wait to tell him what she was planning. He’d love it. Mark would love it. It would be perfect, for everyone.

DeeDee held tightly to the steering wheel of Maddie’s car as it rumbled over the bridge on the road to the Anders brothers’ ranch.

She was no dummy. She knew that being without a father figure for most of her childhood had left both her and Maddie with issues around male approval. Their dating history could be summed up as quantity, not quality, and a good time, not a long time.

Until Maddie met Mick, of course.

DeeDee wasn’t jealous. She was happy for Maddie. She was. Mick seemed like a great guy and with the amount of time Maddie spent out at his cabin, it appeared their relationship was heading toward permanence.

Imagine that. Her twin, heading toward marriage. Maybe even kids, one day.

DeeDee had never played with baby dolls, never doodled some boy’s last name next to hers, never sought happily ever after. Happy right now, that had been her only goal.

Clothes and hair and makeup had been her girly-girl outlet, not smoochy crushes.

And now, there was Isaac.

Isaac and his smile and his flowers.

She was supposed to be focused on Mark… but it was Isaac that filled her thoughts.

Isaac. Her friend.

Her employer.

When she reached Anders Run, DeeDee found Cynthia sitting in a recliner beside the window, a soft fluffy afghan, and an even softer, fluffier cat, on her lap.

“We’re all excited to hear what you’ve come up with, DeeDee,” Cynthia said. “Even Frohike. Look at him, purring like a lawn mower.”

DeeDee shook her finger. “You are not allowed to get excited. You may listen with mild interest. You may even participate in the conversation, but I expect you to sound like a slightly stoned yoga instructor high on almond milk. You got that?”

Cynthia smiled and let her eyes go dreamy. “Ten-four, sister. I’m digging it. Chad’s in the shower. He’ll be right out. Eric and Logan are just outside.”

“Good.” DeeDee put her notebook on the gorgeous, custom-built dining room table. Chad’s house had improved a great deal since she’d last seen it. It had been barely habitable then, an ancient, unloved farmhouse that was part of the property he and Eric had inherited from a grandfather they’d never met.

“Hey, DeeDee.” Eric came into the room and kissed her cheek. A moment later, Logan Stafford did the same.

Logan had broken a lot of ground when he put troubled, underachieving high school students to work restoring derelict heritage houses. Marrying Samara and adopting her daughter Jade, who was on the Autism spectrum, had only furthered his passion for working with people with special needs.

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