“That’s what makes her so popular.”
He flipped over the menu, scanning the back. “I’m surprised that she’s able to come up with so many recipes that taste so good.”
Sariah shrugged. “She’s good at what she does.”
“It’s sad that she moved away,” Kane said.
“I know. But she still comes back to check on her bakery.”
“No one can stay away from Maple Creek for too long.”
The door opened, and Sariah turned to see Mrs. Wheaton coming into the shop. She took one look at Sariah and Kane sitting together, and her eyes got huge. She rushed right over to them. The town gossip was a larger woman with graying hair and a body that sagged in all the wrong places.
“Well, look at the two of you sitting all cozy! One would almost think something was going on between the two of you again. Please tell me I’m right.”
“We’re just friends, Mrs. Wheaton,” Sariah assured her.
“Well, never say never. The best relationships start out with a strong base of friendship.”
The woman was just as bad as her grandma.
“I’m just glad you seem to be taking my advice,” Mrs. Wheaton said.
“What advice was that?” Kane asked.
“I told her to go after you,” Mrs. Wheaton said in a matter-of-fact tone.
“Because I have so much money?” Kane said.
“Well, er, no.” Mrs. Wheaton’s face turned bright red. “Sariah’s not the type of girl to go after a guy for his money.”
But Mrs. Wheaton had made it perfectly clear that she thought Sariah should go after Kane since he was so wealthy. She’d stopped by Sariah’s shop on multiple occasions to give her opinion on the subject.
“Why did you tell her to go after me then?” Kane asked.
Sariah didn’t want him to think she was a gold digger, so she hoped Mrs. Wheaton’s insistence that she wasn’t after his money was believable to him.
“I know the two of you used to date. You’re a great guy, and Sariah deserves happiness. I figured, why not? She doesn’t seem eager to be in a relationship. Sometimes people need a little push, if you know what I mean.”
“I don’t think Sariah was looking for a push though. Maybe you should let her decide for herself if she wants to date.”
Mrs. Wheaton didn’t seem to enjoy being in the hot seat for once. Normally, she was the one putting everyone else in uncomfortable situations. She fidgeted with the strap of her handbag and shifted her weight like she was looking for an excuse to escape.
Sariah couldn’t help the satisfaction that went through her at Mrs. Wheaton’s reaction to Kane comment. She wondered if people usually called her out on being so involved in everyone’s business.
“Well, I should get in line. I’ve got muffins to order.” Mrs. Wheaton shuffled away from them.
When she was out of earshot, Kane turned to Sariah. “I hope I’m not coming across as too nosy, but I’m wondering about something.”
“What’s that?” Sariah asked.
“Mrs. Wheaton mentioned that you didn’t seem eager to get into a relationship. Why is that?”
Sariah wadded up her cupcake wrapper as she sifted through her thoughts. “I was in a relationship that didn’t go well a few years ago, and I’ve been pretty guarded about who I let into my life ever since.”
“I don’t think I realized you were dating someone,” Kane said.
“He was keeping a pretty big secret from me. I knew I couldn’t trust him anymore, so I ended it.”