greeted. He walked toward the kitchen where she was still trying to hang a spoon on her nose like Jared had . “What’s the deal ?” he chuckled as he took the spoon and hung it from his nose.
“Hey, you can do it too!” she giggled.
“I think your nose is too small,” he said, touching her nose with his finger.
I smiled at the two of them as I entered the kitchen and asked, “Are you hungry? We had lasagna a little bit ago. I was expecting you earlier; did something happen?”
“Nah, I just had a late conference call . I texted you.”
My phone was by the front door with my purse, but I didn’t want to seem distrustful by going over to check it. “I’m sorry, I guess I didn’t hear it.”
“It’s fine,” he shrugged. “I figured you were just busy.”
He glanced up at me and smiled, and then the two of us just looked at each other for a few seconds . I knew what I’d missed out on when he’d arrived, and I think he was thinking about the same thing.
I was glad he could read my silent request when he got up and met me in the kitchen for a kiss. Because Maggie’s eyes and ears were nearby, we kept it simple. But then I led him out a different kitchen exit that gave us a hallway for privacy, and prolonged the kiss.
I cuddled against him for a few seconds as he he ld me and then I looked at him and said, “At the wedding —when I mentioned Jared? —I had only met him one time. It was at an event of my sister’s that I was taking pictures for. His dad is Rachel’s boss. And then he was the one that called and set up the photo shoot for the bands at the Showbox, and then tonight he brought that by.” I pointed to the venue poster on the coffee table in the next room . “It was only the second time I’ve seen him. He was just a name I used; I never expected to come across him again— ”
“You don’t need to explain, Taryn. I didn’t mean to come off sounding territorial.”
“So it doesn’t bother you that I spent time with him tonight?”
He paused for a few seconds and then slowly smiled. “This is one of those no-win answers, isn’t it? If I’m jealous then I’m possessive; if I’m not then I don’t care enough.”
“So which is it?”
He lightly laughed and shook his head. “Well, I guess I’m in between. Yes I’m greedy for your time , but no I’m not going to investigate your friendships.”
That seemed fair enough, so I smiled and nodded my agreement. He kissed me once more and said, “And yes, I’m starving if you don’t mind feeding me.”
“Of course I don’t mind ,” I smiled. “Let me heat it up for you.”
He wandered into the living room while I re-entered the kitchen, and I heard him say, “That turned out pretty cool.”
I knew he was talking about the poster , so I agreed and added, “You feel like seeing the show that night? I think I’d like to.”
“Yeah, that sounds like a plan. Oh, wait… t he 8 th ? I’m gonna be up in Canada that weekend, remember? I’m sorry.”
I did recall the business trip to Whistler that he’d mentioned. He had invited me to go with him, but it was Maggie’s birthday on the 9 th and I knew I’d pretty much be in charge of her party .
Zack re-entered the kitchen and said, “It’s funny that guy’s name is Jared. I only saw him briefly, but he reminded me of the lead singer of Breaking Point.”
“The band?” I asked. It was more for my benefit than his because that was the link that finally hit me between the eyes .
“Yeah,” he chuckled. “ I thought he looked like Jared Miller.”
I froze where I was in the kitchen. Zack sat down at the table with Maggie—who was still working on the spoon trick—and I was still speechless. Apparently he noticed that and glanced back at my stunned silence .
“No way,” he said. “Seriously?”
“I, uh…”
He got up as he chuckled at the same time. “Taryn, I barely got a look at the guy, but you’ve spent time with him. You mean to tell me you
“Hey, you can do it too!” she giggled.
“I think your nose is too small,” he said, touching her nose with his finger.
I smiled at the two of them as I entered the kitchen and asked, “Are you hungry? We had lasagna a little bit ago. I was expecting you earlier; did something happen?”
“Nah, I just had a late conference call . I texted you.”
My phone was by the front door with my purse, but I didn’t want to seem distrustful by going over to check it. “I’m sorry, I guess I didn’t hear it.”
“It’s fine,” he shrugged. “I figured you were just busy.”
He glanced up at me and smiled, and then the two of us just looked at each other for a few seconds . I knew what I’d missed out on when he’d arrived, and I think he was thinking about the same thing.
I was glad he could read my silent request when he got up and met me in the kitchen for a kiss. Because Maggie’s eyes and ears were nearby, we kept it simple. But then I led him out a different kitchen exit that gave us a hallway for privacy, and prolonged the kiss.
I cuddled against him for a few seconds as he he ld me and then I looked at him and said, “At the wedding —when I mentioned Jared? —I had only met him one time. It was at an event of my sister’s that I was taking pictures for. His dad is Rachel’s boss. And then he was the one that called and set up the photo shoot for the bands at the Showbox, and then tonight he brought that by.” I pointed to the venue poster on the coffee table in the next room . “It was only the second time I’ve seen him. He was just a name I used; I never expected to come across him again— ”
“You don’t need to explain, Taryn. I didn’t mean to come off sounding territorial.”
“So it doesn’t bother you that I spent time with him tonight?”
He paused for a few seconds and then slowly smiled. “This is one of those no-win answers, isn’t it? If I’m jealous then I’m possessive; if I’m not then I don’t care enough.”
“So which is it?”
He lightly laughed and shook his head. “Well, I guess I’m in between. Yes I’m greedy for your time , but no I’m not going to investigate your friendships.”
That seemed fair enough, so I smiled and nodded my agreement. He kissed me once more and said, “And yes, I’m starving if you don’t mind feeding me.”
“Of course I don’t mind ,” I smiled. “Let me heat it up for you.”
He wandered into the living room while I re-entered the kitchen, and I heard him say, “That turned out pretty cool.”
I knew he was talking about the poster , so I agreed and added, “You feel like seeing the show that night? I think I’d like to.”
“Yeah, that sounds like a plan. Oh, wait… t he 8 th ? I’m gonna be up in Canada that weekend, remember? I’m sorry.”
I did recall the business trip to Whistler that he’d mentioned. He had invited me to go with him, but it was Maggie’s birthday on the 9 th and I knew I’d pretty much be in charge of her party .
Zack re-entered the kitchen and said, “It’s funny that guy’s name is Jared. I only saw him briefly, but he reminded me of the lead singer of Breaking Point.”
“The band?” I asked. It was more for my benefit than his because that was the link that finally hit me between the eyes .
“Yeah,” he chuckled. “ I thought he looked like Jared Miller.”
I froze where I was in the kitchen. Zack sat down at the table with Maggie—who was still working on the spoon trick—and I was still speechless. Apparently he noticed that and glanced back at my stunned silence .
“No way,” he said. “Seriously?”
“I, uh…”
He got up as he chuckled at the same time. “Taryn, I barely got a look at the guy, but you’ve spent time with him. You mean to tell me you
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