“Who’s Hutton again?”
“My sister Felicity’s husband.”
“She’s the middle sister?”
“Yes. And they were best friends in high school but never dated until this summer.” I laughed. “It’s actually a great story.” I recounted it while he listened, occasionally laughing or coughing. “And they tied the knot at Cloverleigh Farms just a few weeks later,” I finished.
“Wow,” he said. “And he’s a billionaire?”
“Yes, but don’t ask me what he does exactly. It involves the wordsmath,algorithm, andcryptocurrency. I’ve never understood it and whenever someone tries to explain it, I zone out.”
Zach laughed. “I probably would too. Although I always liked math.”
“You did?”
“Yeah. Definitely my best subject at school. Not that I ever did much homework, but I was a good test-taker.”
“Interesting.”
“What about you? What was your best subject?”
“I liked English and history. I was a fast reader, which helped because until I quit dance, I didn’t have a lot of time for homework.”
“You mentioned you were serious about dance once before. Was it hard to quit?”
“So hard,” I said. “I agonized over it.”
“How old were you?”
“Fifteen. But it was the right decision for me. Once I got over feeling like a failure, I realized I was much happier. That’s when I took up sewing and got really interested in fashion design.”
“You can sew too?”
“Yes. I make a lot of my own clothes.”
“You’re a woman of many talents, Millie MacAllister. Some of them I can talk about, and some of them I can’t.” He sneezed.
I giggled. “Bless you. Did you get your soup last night?”
“I did.”
“How about the tea?”
“Ah...I failed at tea.”
“Do you have any aromatherapy candles?”
He laughed, which made the coughing worse.
I sighed. “I’ll take that as a no. Just make sure you keep drinking liquids and getting enough sleep.”
“Thanks,” he said when he could talk again. “Speaking of which, isn’t it late for you?”
“It is. I tried to sleep but couldn’t. I think I’m nervous about this business thing. I don’t want to make a mistake.”
“What does your gut say?”
“That it’s right.”