Sienna
that he’s serious about her. It was really sweet and my heart just
went out to him. What do you think?”
I sigh. “I have no idea what the answer is.
She really has her guard up since everything went down with Luke.”
Luke is Sienna’s ex-boyfriend. She was madly in love with him, and
he completely broke her heart. He even had an affair with her
former boss, the most horrible being on the planet. Long story, but
now she’s so hesitant to get serious again. Of course, if you ask
her, she will tell you that she’s concentrating on her career right
now. I’ve known her long enough to know she’s completely full of
crap, and that truthfully she is terrified of getting her heart
broken and understandably so.
“We have to think of something,” Abby
demands.
“I agree,” I say thoughtfully.
“It may be time to recruit Craig into this,
and we can call it the Sienna Love Project,” she says eagerly.
I make a face. Um, no, we can’t.
That’s typical Abby though, always looking
out for everyone else. She’s much more subtle than I am when it
comes to sticking her nose in other people’s lives. Truthfully, we
all worry about Sienna; she deserves happiness more than anyone
else. We talk for a little while longer, and then she leaves to get
Ace home for a nap. I make my way back to the kitchen and the
cookies that are waiting for me. After talking about Sienna and
Ace, I’m reminded how grateful I am to have Cole. It’s as if Cole
was reading my mind because when I check my phone there is a text
from him waiting for me.
Want to get married in
Vegas and forget this big wedding? (Wink) Or maybe the beach in
Hawaii?
He asks me this question all the time, and he
knows how much it irritates me. I text him back.
What do you
think?
I know how much he really enjoys tormenting
me, but I think that deep down (really deep down) he’s just as
excited about our wedding as I am. Men always pretend they don’t
care but they really do.
I think I better quit
while I’m ahead.
I smile as I read his text. I’m about to
write him back when he calls.
“Hellooo?”
“You aren’t going to dump me are you?” he
asks immediately.
“Well, if you mention canceling my wedding
one more time, I might have to,” I say, laughing.
“OK, I promise I won’t. But you still could
dump me. Everyone tells me you are way too hot for me anyway.”
“This is true,” I reply.
“So, what are you doing?” he asks.
“Baking as usual. Abby and baby Ace stopped
by. I’m working on new ideas for Bev’s.” I look around at my
disastrous kitchen and let out a huge sigh.
“I can’t wait to see them; I’ll be home
tomorrow afternoon, and my mom wants us to come for dinner this
weekend. Are we free on Friday night?” Cole always checks with me
about our schedule. Other than his shows, he leaves all other plans
to me.
“Yes, we are free,” I say after checking my
calendar.
“Oh yeah, and mom asked if you wanted to
invite your grandmother. I told her I wasn’t sure. Are you in the
mood for a night of emotional torture?” Cole starts to laugh
hysterically. He knows how sensitive I am when it comes to my
family, so he really thinks it’s funny to tease me.
“Hmmm . . . I think your mom is enough to
handle at one time.”
“Word. I will see you tomorrow.”
After we hang up, I start to feel a tiny bit
guilty. Maybe I should invite my grandmother to dinner. A few
minutes later, after thinking about it, my feelings of guilt are
gone.
When Friday arrives, I have a very busy day
at the salon, and I’m tired, very tired. I received a call
from Susan (Cole’s mom) yesterday morning requesting a few dozen
cookies for a brunch she is attending on Saturday. So I was up
until the early morning hours working on those in addition to
setting up cookie displays and sending pictures to Bev with all my
ideas for the bakery feature. I managed to finish all of Susan’s
cookies and took my time wrapping each of them to bring to