Page 49 of When Fate Breaks
“A what?” Lori Beth questions.
“A roux. It’s just butter and flour–”
“Oh my God,” Remy snorts, shaking his head as he walks to the fridge, pulling out a beer.
I feel my ears and face heat.
“What’s so funny?” Lori Beth questions cluelessly.
“Oh, nothing,” Remy chuckles. “Just realized I got you wrong the first time, bud.” He nods towards Blake.
Blake turns to him calmly, his posture rigid. “Care to elaborate,bud?”
“Well, I said you were a man’s man, didn’t I? Maybe Daddy’s not so proud after all–”
“Remy,” I fume, storming further into the kitchen. “Seriously?”
Blake doesn’t move a muscle, however, his lips pull into a smirk.
“Dick,” I hear Leah mutter under her breath.
“What, babe?” Remy shrugs. “I’m just saying, he’s clearly spent a lot of time with his mom to have learned all of these cooking skills. I’m impressed. Truly.”
“My dad actually taught me everything I know about cooking,” Blake responds evenly. Remy pauses his beer bottle halfway to his lips. “I’ve learned lots of things from both of my parents.”
Despite the angry tears pooled in the corner of my eyes, I can’t help but smile.
“Clearly,” Remy says a few seconds later. When he catches my sharp gaze, he continues. “Sorry, man. Long day,” he grits out, taking a long drink from his beer.
“Clearly,” Blake echoes.
The tension remains thick in the room for all of one second before a completely oblivious Lori Beth carries on. “Well, give both of those parents a kiss on the cheek for me, Blake. How much longer will you be here? I think I’m going to need to come over for dinner every night until you leave.”
Absolutely fucking not.
“I’ll be done with the greenhouse in the next five days.”
“What?” I blurt. “That’s it?” I knew Blake had made tons of progress and that it was starting to come together beautifully, but had no idea he was that close. Five days?
Only five?
“Yep,” Blake replies, not meeting my eyes.
“Oh, five days?” Lori Beth confirms. “Well, then surely you’ll be coming to the shower right?”
My mouth falls open. Why had I not even thought about this possibility yet.Wait.Something suddenly clicks into place in my brain.Oh my God.How could I have not realized this until now?How could I–
“The shower?” Blake repeats.
“Oh, yes!” Lori Beth cheers. “Remy and Annie’s wedding shower. You have to have known–”
“He knows,” I cut Lori Beth off. “But, I guess we hadn’t really talked about it–”
“Well, let’s talk about it now! You’llbe there, darlin’. I won’t take no for an answer,” she insists, waving her arms towards Blake.
“When is it?” Blake asks.
“Blake,” I start, “you don’t have to–”
