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man, flipping over some burger patties before closing the grill top. He snagged his beer bottle and made his way over.
“Hi, sweetheart,” he said to Olivia, wrapping her in a tight hug before releasing her.
“Alex,” Lenore stared, “this is my husband, John. John, this is Alex.” She turned to face her husband. “If you plan to keep me as your wife, honey, you’d better step it up. I’ve set my sights on this one.”
Alex laughed as John rolled his eyes. “Nice to meet you, Alex,” John said, shaking Alex’s outstretched hand firmly. The older man saw his empty hands and declared, “You need a beer.”
And Alex immediately knew the two of them would get along.
“Livy, shame on you, not getting your man a beer,” John mumbled. “I didn’t raise you right.”
Olivia rolled her eyes and let go of Alex’s hand. “He’s physically capable of getting one himself,” she said sassily. Alex grinned at her vexed expression, but wisely chose not to say anything.
“Come on, Alex. Let’s get you one out of the cooler,” John said, gesturing near the grill. Which was father-speak for ‘I’m about to interrogate you about your relationship with my daughter.’
“Sure,” Alex replied, smiling at Olivia’s vaguely alarmed expression. He brushed his lips against her forehead as he passed by her, mumbling, “See you soon, darling.”
Chapter Ten
Olivia glanced out the backyard door nervously, spotting Alex easily among the crowd of relatives and friends. She came back in the kitchen with her mom shortly after her dad had dragged Alex away.
Olivia relaxed when she saw Alex laugh and take a swig of his beer. Her dad was talking animatedly, which Olivia thought was a good sign. She knew deep down that she had nothing to worry about. Alex was a charmer. He always knew the right thing to say and she was sure he had been to more parties than she could ever dream of going to in her entire lifetime. He was always easy to talk to and he knew the right moments to chime in without monopolizing the conversation.
But, nevertheless, Olivia was worried that her father might somehow scare him off. It was an irrational fear, since her father was one of the nicest people she’d ever known, but it weighed on her mind as she helped her mom whip together potato salad.
The kitchen was cleared of people, for once. Her mom had shooed everyone out in the back, saying that the food was almost off the grill.
But Olivia knew it was just an excuse. Her mom was anything but subtle and it was Olivia’s turn to be poked and prodded.
As if on cue, her mother asked a little too nonchalantly, “So, where did you meet Alex?”
Olivia mentally sighed but forced herself to answer brightly. “He came into my shop a couple weeks ago. He was buying some cupcakes for his grandma.” Olivia was sure her mother would like that last part, hence the reason why she added it in.
“Well, you two must have really hit it off,” her mom said, smiling.
Olivia nodded, “We did. He came in the week after and asked me out to dinner.”
“He sure is handsome,” her mom commented.
“He is,” Olivia agreed softly, returning her gaze to him. He was dressed casually…well, as casual he could be in a sweater and jeans. He had shaved before they left, since he usually had a little bit of scruff around his jaw by late afternoon. His black hair was neatly combed and gelled. Olivia had a fierce ache to run her hands through that hair to muss it up. She wanted to see it as she usually did when they were laying in bed together, talking softly and kissing.
Her mother brought her out of her thoughts when she cleared her throat. “You really like him, don’t you?” she asked softly, not missing the way Olivia’s gaze lingered on Alex. Her mother never missed much when it came to her.
Olivia smiled through her blush and nodded, looking down at the
“Hi, sweetheart,” he said to Olivia, wrapping her in a tight hug before releasing her.
“Alex,” Lenore stared, “this is my husband, John. John, this is Alex.” She turned to face her husband. “If you plan to keep me as your wife, honey, you’d better step it up. I’ve set my sights on this one.”
Alex laughed as John rolled his eyes. “Nice to meet you, Alex,” John said, shaking Alex’s outstretched hand firmly. The older man saw his empty hands and declared, “You need a beer.”
And Alex immediately knew the two of them would get along.
“Livy, shame on you, not getting your man a beer,” John mumbled. “I didn’t raise you right.”
Olivia rolled her eyes and let go of Alex’s hand. “He’s physically capable of getting one himself,” she said sassily. Alex grinned at her vexed expression, but wisely chose not to say anything.
“Come on, Alex. Let’s get you one out of the cooler,” John said, gesturing near the grill. Which was father-speak for ‘I’m about to interrogate you about your relationship with my daughter.’
“Sure,” Alex replied, smiling at Olivia’s vaguely alarmed expression. He brushed his lips against her forehead as he passed by her, mumbling, “See you soon, darling.”
Chapter Ten
Olivia glanced out the backyard door nervously, spotting Alex easily among the crowd of relatives and friends. She came back in the kitchen with her mom shortly after her dad had dragged Alex away.
Olivia relaxed when she saw Alex laugh and take a swig of his beer. Her dad was talking animatedly, which Olivia thought was a good sign. She knew deep down that she had nothing to worry about. Alex was a charmer. He always knew the right thing to say and she was sure he had been to more parties than she could ever dream of going to in her entire lifetime. He was always easy to talk to and he knew the right moments to chime in without monopolizing the conversation.
But, nevertheless, Olivia was worried that her father might somehow scare him off. It was an irrational fear, since her father was one of the nicest people she’d ever known, but it weighed on her mind as she helped her mom whip together potato salad.
The kitchen was cleared of people, for once. Her mom had shooed everyone out in the back, saying that the food was almost off the grill.
But Olivia knew it was just an excuse. Her mom was anything but subtle and it was Olivia’s turn to be poked and prodded.
As if on cue, her mother asked a little too nonchalantly, “So, where did you meet Alex?”
Olivia mentally sighed but forced herself to answer brightly. “He came into my shop a couple weeks ago. He was buying some cupcakes for his grandma.” Olivia was sure her mother would like that last part, hence the reason why she added it in.
“Well, you two must have really hit it off,” her mom said, smiling.
Olivia nodded, “We did. He came in the week after and asked me out to dinner.”
“He sure is handsome,” her mom commented.
“He is,” Olivia agreed softly, returning her gaze to him. He was dressed casually…well, as casual he could be in a sweater and jeans. He had shaved before they left, since he usually had a little bit of scruff around his jaw by late afternoon. His black hair was neatly combed and gelled. Olivia had a fierce ache to run her hands through that hair to muss it up. She wanted to see it as she usually did when they were laying in bed together, talking softly and kissing.
Her mother brought her out of her thoughts when she cleared her throat. “You really like him, don’t you?” she asked softly, not missing the way Olivia’s gaze lingered on Alex. Her mother never missed much when it came to her.
Olivia smiled through her blush and nodded, looking down at the
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