was a large smile,
and then she was pulled into his mom’s arms.
She turned her gaze to Kent wondering what to do.
“You need to wrap your arms around her, dear,” the older man
who looked like Kent said.
The others chuckled. Lana smiled along with them and wrapped
her arms around the woman. The older woman smelt so comforting. Her vanilla
scent helped to calm Lana’s nerves.
“Penny, dear, I think you’re scaring the woman,” the older
man said.
“Lana, this is my mom, Penny, and this big guy here is my
dad, Derek.”
“It’s nice to meet you,” Lana said. Penny let her go and
smiled.
“You’re so pretty.”
Heat filled her cheeks at the compliment. “Erm,
thank you.”
Kent moved to her
side. He took her hand in his as they faced his family. “You’re scaring my
friend, guys. Take a step back. Sorry, they’re not used to seeing people,” Kent said,
joking.
She smiled.
“No, we’re the ones used to seeing people. Kent here
spends too much time working to know what real people are doing.”
“Shut it, Seth.” A blonde woman with a slender figure
slapped the oldest Anderson brother. “It’s great to see you, Kent.”
“Tonya.”
So this was the woman who broke Kent ’s heart. Lana turned to the
beautiful woman. Tonya Anderson looked like she could have been a model. Her
slender frame didn’t look as if she’d given birth to three children.
“ Kent ,”
she said. Tonya knelt down and picked up her youngest daughter. “We’re so glad
to see Uncle Kent ,
aren’t we?” She spoke in a baby voice.
“Come on, dear, let me get you inside. It’s cold out here,
and my frail bones can’t take much more,” Penny said.
Derek followed behind them. Penny and Derek didn’t look
particularly old. The years had been good to the older couple. Kent smiled
after her. Wasn’t he coming inside?
He was leaving her alone with his family. She suddenly felt
exposed by being left alone with them. The rest of his family followed them
inside. Seth, Tonya, and Kent stayed outside. Their kids were playing around
their feet.
“Don’t mind them, Lana,” Penny said. She was taken into one
of the largest kitchens she’d ever seen. There was a range cooker along the
back wall, but in the centre was a counter with a stove in the middle and plenty
of space for her to sit.
Lana felt like she’d stepped onto a cover of a magazine. “Do
you like my kitchen? Kent did tell me you liked to bake.”
“Your kitchen is beautiful. I’ve got a small oven in my
apartment.” Along the far wall was a double oven at chest height. There was
also a double fridge freezer along the opposite wall. The kitchen was spacious,
and she saw it was much loved by Penny. The scent of chicken filled the air.
“I’ve got three chickens cooking for dinner. My boys and my
girls have a healthy appetite,” Penny said.
“You also have enough for leftovers, Pen. Don’t forget your
legendary leftovers,” Derek said. He was reading the paper.
Sophie and Dawn walked into the room and took a seat on
either side of her.
“So, you’re Kent ’s
woman?” Sophie asked, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl on the counter.
“Sophie, if you eat that and struggle with your dinner, there’ll
be trouble,” Penny said, warning the others.
A cup of tea was placed in front of her.
“Mom, I’m twenty-five, not twelve.”
“You still act like a kid, Soph. Mom’s right. Don’t eat too
much,” Dawn said.
Eric walked into the kitchen. Everyone was everywhere, and
Lana didn’t have a clue how to keep up. “What are you looking at, Dad?”
“The results on the football,” Derek said.
“You don’t even watch the football, baby,” Penny said. A
blush stained the older woman’s cheeks. “You’ve always got something better to
do.”
“Ew, gross, they’re going all lovey-dovey and talking about
sex. Make them stop, Dawn,” Sophie said.
“Honey, if you’ve got it as good as I have, you’ll be
blushing at my age,”
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