Brenda Jackson - Best Laid Plans

“Who’s doing the cooking? Not you I hope.”

Her grandmother knew of her dislike of kitchen duties that required more than putting cold cuts between two slices of bread. “We’re on our own.”

“What a pity. Nolan is a great cook. He’s also a nice man.”

“Whatever. We will talk again when I get back, Nana. If you keep this up, I’m going to think you’re not in your right mind.”

“I’m in my right mind,” her grandmother assured her. “In the end you are going to thank me.”

Ivy doubted that. “We’ll talk, Nana.” She heard the sound of humming again and realized the noise was from the television mounted on the wall in the living room.

“We’ll see. Enjoy your time on the bay.”

And then her grandmother hung up on her. “Oh, you are so wrong for that, Nana. You are wrong for all of this,” Ivy muttered, easing out of the bed. She thought about what Nolan said regarding them getting to know each other. That meant spending time with him and she’d rather not do that. She didn’t like admitting it but heat would curl in her stomach whenever she was around him. She smiled when an idea came into her head. Instead of spending time with him, she would text information to him. All he needed to know was stuff like her favorite foods, music, movie, color and pertinent facts like that. She would suggest that he did the same. Ivy smiled, convinced that would work.

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