All Chapters of Catering with Love: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

My heart was pounding, stomach cramping, and I felt a little light-headed as I followed the gPS to where Kayla had been hiding for the past year. As I eased up to the curb, I noticed Mick getting out of a beat up old Army Jeep. As his large body lumbered toward me, my gaze kept darting to the large house to the right of us. There was nothing homey or cozy about it; no, it was nothing like the home we'd built together. This one was flashy.  "She's in there," Mich assured me as he approached. "I saw her come back about 20 min ago and she hasn't reemerged." I nodded, unable to find my voice quite yet. "I'll wait out here, unless you need me to come with you," Mick stated, his eyebrow raised. I wasn't sure if that eyebrow was him daring me not to be a wuss, or him simply waiting for my reply, but I took a deep breath and dug deep. "No, I've got it," I replied, clutching the manila folder that held my key to freedom. Mick leaned agains

I was doing my best to wrangle two drunk, and on buzzed, sisters out of my truck and up the stairs to their apartments, without someone falling on their face. It wasn't as easy as one might think. These girls were wired and super affectionate. THey kept stopping to hug each other, and me then sat down on the steps when they deemed the climb too far. "Come on, ladies, you'll feel better once we can get some aspirin and water in you, and you get in your comfy clothes," I cajoled, thinking the comfy clothes bit always worked on Amora. "Ohhh, pajamas sound nice," Jennifer cooed. "Mmmhmmmm, and these shoes hurt," Suzanne added, lifting her leg and kicking her foot until her show flew off, almost hitting me in the head. Luckily, I caught it. "Come on," Renee', the buzzed one, said, trying to help by pulling on her sister's arms. "Let's go get you changed." "Hey," Suzanne said, pulling her arm out of Renee's grasp. "Not so rough, you'll leave a bruise." She turned toward me with a slop

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I'd heard the strain in John's voice when he called after talking to Amora, and as much as I wanted to rush over there and be a comfort to them both, I knew it would probably have the opposite effect, so instead, I stayed home with an aching heart.  Luckily, we'd all exchanged numbers with Wy, Ty, Rebecca and Jan, so I'd been able to get a hold of Wy to find out wen would be the best time, if any, to drop in and bring a surprise for John. I'd made a pineapple upside down cake, which Wy and Tyson had agreed was John's favorite, and was going to bring it by his classroom, along with a hug and maybe a quick kiss, to let him know I was thinking about him and was there if he needed anything. Wy had assured me that there weren't any rules against visitors, and John wouldn't get in trouble with the principal, or anyone else, if I stopped in. I felt a little weird dropping in while he was at work, but oure schedules were so busy, and I didn't feel right

He said we'll be there soon, and I doubted he meant Tyson or Wyatt, or even Tanner, although I would have been less nervous with any of them...yes, even Tanner...than I was about his 9 year old daughter that obviously hated me."It'll be fine, Renee'," I assured myself out loud as I worked on the flowers for the various cakes that would be served at the anniversary party. Not 50 of them, thank goodness, although that would be cool, but each table would have their own cake centerpiece that would be a miniature version of the actual anniversary cake.that meant I had a lot of flowers to make. Calla Lilies, which were the flowers she'd had in her wedding bouquet.Still, when John had offered to bring food, I'd jumped at the chance to see him."Talking to yourself again?" Suzanne asked as she walked in, her trustyclipboard in hand."Of course," I replied with a smile, then gave my sister a once over and whistled. "Wow, you look great.'