Amelia's POVMy mom, propped up in bed and sporting a mischievous glint in her eyes, piped up, "Amelia, is this the Eddie you were telling us about? The one with the…interesting…cooking skills?"A groan escaped my lips. Of course, Mom would latch onto that particular detail. I shot her a playful glare, which she only met with a wider grin. Eddie, however, looked mortified."Oh, no," he stammered, a blush creeping up his neck. "That was…that was a one-time thing. I promise I'm a much better businessman than a chef."Blair, ever the instigator, chimed in with a mischievous giggle. "Oh, don't be so hard on yourself, Eddie. A little kitchen mishap adds to the charm, wouldn't you say, Amelia?"I swatted playfully at her arm, mortified by her teasing. "Shut up, Blair," I muttered.Eddie, however, seemed to relax a little at Blair's comment. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He cleared his throat and offered the flowers to me. "These are for you," he said, his voice regaining a
Amelia's POV"I used to be a financial analyst myself, you know," Mom revealed, her voice tinged with a hint of wistfulness. "Before, well, before all this happened."Eddie's eyes widened with genuine interest. "Really? That's fascinating! I'd love to hear your thoughts on the potential merger."Mom seemed pleased at his interest. "Well, I may be a bit rusty, but I still follow the market trends," she admitted with a small laugh.And just like that, they were off.I watched in amusement as the conversation between Mom and Eddie shifted to a lively discussion about the intricacies of the acquisition. Jargon like "synergy" and "market share" flew back and forth, and I couldn't help but be impressed by Mom's sharp wit and insightful observations, even though she hadn't worked in the field for years. Eddie was clearly captivated, hanging onto her every word and asking insightful questions.Time seemed to slip away as they dissected the potential impact of the merger, their enthusiasm for
Amelia's POV"There you are, Daddy!" Chloe exclaimed, untangling herself from my embrace and throwing herself at him with a newfound glint of joy in her eyes. "You came to pick me up too?"Eddie knelt down to her level, his smile widening as he caught her with an exaggerated oomph! . "Of course I did, Chloe. I couldn't leave my favourite girl hanging, could I?"Chloe giggled and nodded vigorously. "Right! We're a team, aren't we?""So," he said, his voice breaking the silence, "what would Team Awesome like to do for dinner tonight? Pizza? Takeout Thai?"Chloe's eyes lit up at the mention of food. "Pizza!" she declared without hesitation."Pizza it is then," Eddie confirmed, pulling out his phone. "Any specific toppings, little miss?""Extra cheese and pepperoni, please!" Chloe chirped, bouncing on the balls of her feet.As Eddie placed the order, a wave of exhaustion washed over me. The emotional rollercoaster of the day – the girl's day out with mom and Blair, the awkward car ride, a
Amelia's POVChloe eyed Olivia with suspicion, then turned to me and tugged on my hand as she whispered, "Amelia, who is this lady?""Someone your daddy knows," I replied vaguely, not wanting to get into a complicated explanation in the schoolyard.Meanwhile, the little boy Olivia was holding had wandered over to Chloe, seemingly emboldened by his mother's interaction with us. He reached out and snatched a toy car from Chloe's hand."Hey!" Chloe shrieked, reaching out to grab it back. "That's mine!"The boy, however, held onto the car tightly and began to pull on it. "Mine now!" he declared, his voice thick with defiance.Tears welled up in Chloe's eyes. She looked at me helplessly, her lower lip trembling.Before I could intervene, Eddie knelt down between the two children. "Whoa, whoa, whoa," he said calmly, taking the car from the boy's grasp and gently prying Chloe's fingers off.He handed the car back to Chloe and then turned to the boy, his voice firm but kind. "We don't take ot
Amelia's POVChloe's face lit up with a smile, and for a moment, the awkward encounter with Olivia and the tangled web of emotions between Eddie and me faded into the background. The sound of Chloe's happy chatter filled the car as we drove to the restaurant.My jaw slackened in surprise when we got to the restaurant. It looked very fancy and not like a regular pizza joint like I had imagined. The restaurant, nestled in a quaint corner of town, was the antithesis of the stereotypical pizza place. Exposed brick walls adorned with local artwork gave way to a warm, inviting interior. String lights twinkled overhead, casting a soft glow on the plush leather booths and sleek wooden tables. It had the air of a neighborhood hangout with a touch of upscale elegance. But the real magic happened in the open kitchen, which took center stage in the entire space.Separated from the dining area by a sleek, waist-high counter of polished concrete, the kitchen buzzed with an organized symphony. Glea
Amelia's POVAlex chuckled. "Always a classic. And for you two?"Eddie glanced at me, his lips twitching into a smile. "We'll take the same, I think."Alex raised an eyebrow at him, a playful smirk gracing his lips. "Sharing, are we? How domestic."Eddie rolled his eyes, but there was a hint of amusement in them. "Jealous?"The playful banter between Eddie and Alex put me at ease. It was clear they had a long and comfortable history, and their easy camaraderie felt strangely comforting in the wake of the earlier awkwardness with Olivia.After placing our order, we settled into a cozy booth in the corner. The server Alex had called over to take our orders rushed back into the kitchen.Alex presented Chloe with a basket of colorful crayons and a paper tablecloth. "Go crazy, little artist," he said, winking at her.While Chloe unleashed her artistic talents on the paper, the conversation flowed easily between Eddie and Alex. They reminisced about old times, exchanged jokes, and updated e
Amelia's POV"You know, a lot of our customers here are always looking for new and exciting dishes to try. Maybe you could whip up a special for the menu sometime?" He continued. The suggestion took me by surprise. Me, cooking for a fancy restaurant like this? It seemed like a dream, completely out of reach."Oh, I don't know," I mumbled, my voice laced with uncertainty. "I'm just a home cook, really. I doubt my recipes would be good enough for your clientele.""Don't sell yourself short, Amelia," Eddie said, his voice firm yet gentle. "You have a real talent for cooking. I have no doubt Alex's customers would love your food."Alex winked at me. "Besides, a little home-cooked magic is exactly what this place needs sometimes. What do you say? Up for the challenge?"I stared at him, my heart pounding in my chest. The idea was both terrifying and exhilarating. Could I really pull this off? Cook for a real restaurant, with paying customers? A wave of doubt washed over me, threatening to
Amelia's POVAs I slipped into my nightgown and crawled into bed, the events of the evening replayed in my mind like a movie on fast forward. The awkwardness with Olivia, the warmth of the restaurant, Alex's playful offer, the comfortable silence on the drive home – it all swirled together into a confusing cocktail of emotions.But most of all, it was the image of Eddie carrying me to bed that lingered in my thoughts. The way he looked at me when I woke up, the concern etched on his face, the warmth of his touch – it all sent a delicious flutter through my stomach.***The next morning, I woke up to my bed making a creaking noise, but I ignored it. The insistent bouncing on my mattress finally managed to pry open my eyelids. Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow across the room. I groaned, swatting at the air in a feeble attempt to silence the source of the annoyance.A giggle erupted right next to me, and I realized a mop of blonde hair was the culprit behind the