The Cupcake Cottage by Jean Oram

The Cupcake Cottage by Jean Oram

Author:Jean Oram [Oram, Jean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781989359709
Publisher: Oram Productions


Chapter 7

Maverick took Daisy-Mae home after work, and as he dropped her off, he couldn’t help but feel how wrong it was for them to be living apart. They’d been dating just shy of five weeks, but he wanted her to become a permanent fixture in his life. Even if it was too soon to think that way.

The sponsorship deals weren’t rolling in for anyone on the team yet, his reputation had yet to be rewritten, and the publicity around them as a couple still remained pretty low-key as he did his best to avoid media frenzies. But he was happy, and he had a perfect excuse to spend time with his gal Daisy-Mae.

A timer flicked on Christmas lights that ran along the edge of her house as the sun set behind them.

“I like your lights,” he said, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. He didn’t want to let her out of the vehicle, didn’t want the evening to end. “Supper,” he said in a fit of inspiration. “Have you had supper?”

“No. Have you?” She sounded amused.

He shook his head.

He was exhausted from commuting, practices, traveling for away games, and renovations. His life had become go, go, go, and he feared he wasn’t showing Daisy-Mae how important she was to him. Maybe that was part of why he wanted her in his home. It would be easier to hang out. They could go home together, enjoy a morning chat over coffee. Stealing minutes, making hours. Definitely easier than trying to navigate their schedules and separate households.

Yes, that was all. He wasn’t in over his head with a woman who was dating him partly as a way to help others—and him.

Or at all paranoid about his mother’s words about him not letting Daisy-Mae into his life enough so she’d know he cared as deeply as he did.

“Want to grab something at the Longhorn?”

“You can’t eat there.”

“Why? Because of Henry?”

She laughed. “No, because you’re on a strict diet and the diner is all burgers and fries.”

“They have that chicken wrap thing.” They should have eaten in the city. He was going to have to make supper tonight, and he didn’t enjoy cooking for one. So much work for a lonely meal.

“You’ve got to be getting tired of ordering that.”

“It’s okay, actually. But truthfully? I’m not sure I can handle listening to the diner’s Christmas CD over and over again while we eat.”

“I almost have the song order memorized.”

“We should teach Mrs. Fisher how to use the shuffle button.”

“Where’s the fun in that?”

“Maybe we could fix her radio?”

“You’re not a fan of Christmas music?”

He shrugged. “Maybe not listening to the same eight Country and Western Christmas songs over and over again. How about you? Do you get into the holiday? I like your lights.”

She laughed. “You already said that.” Daisy-Mae pointed at the lights hung along her eaves with a sigh. “Don’t ever leave them up all year though. They used to have color, but they’re all faded now.”

“I could help you. We could replace these with colored ones, and then I could help you take them down in January.



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