Page 37 of Sew Matcha in Love
Laced with mischief, it was the most beautiful smile I’d ever seen.
Oh, lordy, I couldnotcrush on this guy. He was my boss, the team troublemaker—heck, he’d literally invited trouble into my house. Well, I guessed I was partly to blame for that, but?—
No.
I would not become the cliché nanny who fell for her hot pro-athlete boss.
“I’m sorry, and I’ll definitely help to put things to rights,” I promised. “And Monty is no longer allowed in here unsupervised.”
He laughed again as I charged out of the room and up the stairs. I pointed to the Lincoln Log cabin on the girls’ table. “That wasn’t there this morning. Check the tin for missing items.”
Isla ran over to the shelf and yanked off the green plastic cover. “Here’s your remote, Daddy! And toilet paper!”
Zaki made a game of putting everything back together and making the beds with the girls. Once everything was put back the way it was supposed to be, I texted Shanna.
Is your husband’s BFF still single? I think I might want to meet him again.
Yes! Finally! He is. Come in tomorrow at noon. He just moved here from Elk Creek Falls and stops in every Sunday after church for a root beer float and a chat with Dylan.
Really? Which church?
St. Mary’s.
Huh. I hadn’t seen him there. But I hadn’t been to church in a few weeks, so I easily could’ve missed him. Plus, he probably looked different now. Seven years, after all.Does he wear his scrubs to church?I typed.
Nope, he changes here before their chat.
Right. It was silly to think a doctor would wear scrubs to Catholic Mass. The dress code probably forbade it, anyway.
Okay, see you then.I swallowed, and my gut felt strange.
Can’t wait!
CHAPTER 12
Zaki
Montgomery Biddington had nerve, I’d give him that. During dinner, Arwyn recounted her day and apologized again for assuming Monty would behave himself, especially while taking care of Melody. She’d thought he took the baby upstairs to sleep and play.
Which he had.
I needed an epic response. None of the old regulars would do. Itching powder in the mascot headpiece, duct-taping his bag shut—all amateur level. He’d turned my hot tub into a koi pond, for Pete’s sake.
And it had to be somewhere he wouldn’t expect it. Not at the rink or at the arena. Or at his house.
I was a little afraid of his Nana, and I wasn’t ashamed to admit it.
At the cheer gym? The birdseeding of the truck had been done outside the Palmer City sportsplex during their end-of-season banquet. I’d had some teammates help me with that one.
Teammates … Maybe I could infiltrate the cheer team! Tasha wouldn’t help me prank her own husband, but Kingston’s wife, Taylor, was a former cheerleader there and knew just about everyone.
I’d have to plead my case, but King and I went way back to when we played for the Voltage together, and I was sure I could convince him and Taylor to help me out.
“Daddy, what are you going to do to Ridgie Bear?” Amelie asked.
“I’m not sure yet, Amms. Got any ideas?” I glanced at Arwyn, who hid a smile.
“You could make him dress up as a princess!” she squealed.
