mouth. “I know, I know. Dr Magdalena O’Donnell. I’m impressed. Even for you a doctor is impressive.” she paused and cocked her head to the side, “Is she a psychiatrist?”
“No you pain in the ass.” he said snatching a strawberry for himself. “She’s a Pediatrician.”
Rachel’s laugh was loud and obnoxious she even snorted at the end.
“What?”
“Well I guess that seems about right. She’s use to dealing with people as mature as you are. Now it all makes sense.”
Sticking his tongue out to prove his maturity she laughed even harder. “Thanks a lot Rach.”
“Well I was starting to wonder. I mean come on. The girls you date wouldn’t even be able to spell her name.”
Mason shooed her out of the fridge. “Don’t you have some work to do? Cakes to bake? Plus they’re the girls I use to date.”
She stopped, “Really?”
He nodded, “Really. Now scram.” Turning he stopped when he saw a box of ripe peaches on the shelf. He grinned as he heard Rachel mutter. “Wow.”
“Wow indeed.” he murmured pulling the box down.
Lena stared at the clock willing it to hit 3pm. She’d blocked off her afternoon so she could go home and panic without witnesses. It was 2.15pm when Shelly strolled in holding a small box. She shut the door then sat down in front of Lena with a huge grin across her face.
“What?” Lena asked when Shelly sat silently.
“I’m waiting for a thank you.”
Laughing Lena replied. “Well you’ll be waiting awhile.”
“I got you a date with one of Chicago’s most eligible bachelor’s.”
Grinning at her friend she shook her head. “No as I recall you set me up and left me alone with a man who wanted to stalk me.”
“Oh.” Shelly sighed dramatically putting her hand on her heart. “If only we could all be so unlucky.”
“Shut it Shelly. You still aren’t forgiven. What’s in the box?”
She shook her head and slid the small white box over to her. “I have no idea. Brandy said it just got here for you. So I thought I’d be a pal and bring it in.”
Lena frowned as she looked at it. There was nothing on the outside just a small envelope on top.
“Well aren’t you going to open it?” Shelly demanded sitting forward. Lena took the card off the box and went straight to the tape holding the sides down. As she battled with it Shelly sat back and asked. “So what time’s the big date.”
Lena looked over at her. “You make it sound like it is my first date, ever .”
“Well come on Lena. It kind of is and look who it’s with?”
As Lena thought back to Monday she succeeded in flipping the lid of the box up. Nestled inside under some orange tissue paper was the ripest, juiciest peach she’d ever seen. Feeling a grin tug at the corner of her mouth she sat back with the envelope and opened it. Shelly sat forward and pulled out the succulent looking piece of fruit. She spun it in her hand from left to right then looked over at Lena with an expression that could have been accompanied by an imaginary question mark.
“I don’t get it, he sent you a peach?”
Lena pulled the card out then glanced down still grinning. Immediately she felt her grin drop and her cheeks heat as a blush crawled all the way up her neck and onto her face. Shelly must’ve noticed because she sprung up put the peach in the box and swiped the card off of her. She took a moment to read the note while Lena still hadn’t budged, then she whispered, “Holy shit. You lucky bitch.”
She dropped the card on the table and grabbed the peach again. Lena picked the note up and doubled checked what she’d read was right, yep there it was in bold masculine handwriting;
8.30pm, Exquisite
I’ve got the peaches, you bring the cream.
Holy shit was right.
Mason was unsure how Lena would react to his invitation, but he was hoping it made her as hot as it’d made him when the inspiration had struck. He’d decided that for tonight he would do as he’d said, he would cook for
“No you pain in the ass.” he said snatching a strawberry for himself. “She’s a Pediatrician.”
Rachel’s laugh was loud and obnoxious she even snorted at the end.
“What?”
“Well I guess that seems about right. She’s use to dealing with people as mature as you are. Now it all makes sense.”
Sticking his tongue out to prove his maturity she laughed even harder. “Thanks a lot Rach.”
“Well I was starting to wonder. I mean come on. The girls you date wouldn’t even be able to spell her name.”
Mason shooed her out of the fridge. “Don’t you have some work to do? Cakes to bake? Plus they’re the girls I use to date.”
She stopped, “Really?”
He nodded, “Really. Now scram.” Turning he stopped when he saw a box of ripe peaches on the shelf. He grinned as he heard Rachel mutter. “Wow.”
“Wow indeed.” he murmured pulling the box down.
Lena stared at the clock willing it to hit 3pm. She’d blocked off her afternoon so she could go home and panic without witnesses. It was 2.15pm when Shelly strolled in holding a small box. She shut the door then sat down in front of Lena with a huge grin across her face.
“What?” Lena asked when Shelly sat silently.
“I’m waiting for a thank you.”
Laughing Lena replied. “Well you’ll be waiting awhile.”
“I got you a date with one of Chicago’s most eligible bachelor’s.”
Grinning at her friend she shook her head. “No as I recall you set me up and left me alone with a man who wanted to stalk me.”
“Oh.” Shelly sighed dramatically putting her hand on her heart. “If only we could all be so unlucky.”
“Shut it Shelly. You still aren’t forgiven. What’s in the box?”
She shook her head and slid the small white box over to her. “I have no idea. Brandy said it just got here for you. So I thought I’d be a pal and bring it in.”
Lena frowned as she looked at it. There was nothing on the outside just a small envelope on top.
“Well aren’t you going to open it?” Shelly demanded sitting forward. Lena took the card off the box and went straight to the tape holding the sides down. As she battled with it Shelly sat back and asked. “So what time’s the big date.”
Lena looked over at her. “You make it sound like it is my first date, ever .”
“Well come on Lena. It kind of is and look who it’s with?”
As Lena thought back to Monday she succeeded in flipping the lid of the box up. Nestled inside under some orange tissue paper was the ripest, juiciest peach she’d ever seen. Feeling a grin tug at the corner of her mouth she sat back with the envelope and opened it. Shelly sat forward and pulled out the succulent looking piece of fruit. She spun it in her hand from left to right then looked over at Lena with an expression that could have been accompanied by an imaginary question mark.
“I don’t get it, he sent you a peach?”
Lena pulled the card out then glanced down still grinning. Immediately she felt her grin drop and her cheeks heat as a blush crawled all the way up her neck and onto her face. Shelly must’ve noticed because she sprung up put the peach in the box and swiped the card off of her. She took a moment to read the note while Lena still hadn’t budged, then she whispered, “Holy shit. You lucky bitch.”
She dropped the card on the table and grabbed the peach again. Lena picked the note up and doubled checked what she’d read was right, yep there it was in bold masculine handwriting;
8.30pm, Exquisite
I’ve got the peaches, you bring the cream.
Holy shit was right.
Mason was unsure how Lena would react to his invitation, but he was hoping it made her as hot as it’d made him when the inspiration had struck. He’d decided that for tonight he would do as he’d said, he would cook for
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