Making the Play by Robin Bielman

Author:Robin Bielman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance
ISBN: 9781950510030
Publisher: Tule Publishing Group, LLC
Published: 2022-01-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

#CrushingOnYou

Chloe

The house smells like turkey, bacon, and spices that make my mouth water. My dad does Thanksgiving dinner like nobody’s business. I make the salad and pies, and he cooks the rest. His fluffy onion and celery stuffing, and bacon mashed potatoes alone could give Wolfgang Puck a run for his money. Not to mention the turkey is so juicy you don’t need a knife to cut it and his buttermilk biscuits melt in your mouth.

Welcome to my favorite holiday, everybody.

And no, I am not sharing any leftovers.

A football game plays on the television as we continue our backgammon challenge on the coffee table. It’s a tradition that goes back to when my mom was alive. We’ve done our best to keep all of her rituals a part of our lives.

I roll the dice, land a pair of twos to win the game, and throw my arms in the air in victory. “Looks like I’m up two-to-one.”

“For now,” Dad says, smiling. He doesn’t really care who comes out the winner in our best of five, but he’s also never let me win.

We’re setting up the small round pieces for the next game when the doorbell rings. I startle, suddenly nervous. Which is ridiculous. I knew he was on his way over. And it’s just a turkey dinner with my dad, not a date or anything.

“I’ll get it.” I rise to my feet, cool as cucumber on the outside. The last thing I need is my dad noticing my crush on Finn. Yes, I said crush. It’s grown full blown over the past two days. How? Let me count the ways for you:

1) More short, sweet texts, including one from Sammy that said she was pawsibly missing me.

2) That Finn is texting says a lot. With his dyslexia, I’d noticed he gets calls from his family and friends and does the same in return. I’m honored and flattered he’s taken to a written exchange with me.

3) Hanging on the back of my closet door is my bridesmaid dress. It was delivered yesterday inside a garment bag, gorgeous as the day I first picked it up. Finn won’t tell me the particulars so I’ve decided this is one gift to be grateful for and to shut up about the specifics and paying him back.

4) He hasn’t pushed me on my dad. I haven’t seen Finn this week because of doctors’ appointments set up weeks ago. Finn’s left me two voice messages checking in and offering to share his green smoothie recipe if my dad is interested in a healthy morning boost.

Burying my crush way, way back in the recesses of my mind, I open the front door and burst out laughing. Not at Finn. Never at Finn. In olive-green slacks and a white collared shirt open at the neck, the sleeves pushed up to his elbows, he looks good enough to eat. His light brown hair is a little shorter than the last time I saw him and combed neatly. His strong jaw is clean-shaven.

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