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“What the hell?”
“Tell me about it. I thought it was going to be a lucrative deal. I was going to get my own franchise for free. My instincts were way off with that one too.”
I spent a lot of my savings keeping myself afloat during the time I went without a paycheck.
That’s why I’m thankful now for the cheap rent, the paycheck from Rachel, and the extra money from the cakes.
“I’m sorry you had to go through all of that, sweets. I think it’s a great business venture. Caleb was telling us that Jenna’s sister, Savannah, has a wedding planning business. She’s looking for another cake shop to partner with since the one she used to refer clients to closed.”
“I don’t make wedding cakes.”
“Don’t they also need cakes for bridal showers and other events? You could hire someone to make the wedding cakes.”
He’s got a good point.Shit, why didn’t I think about that.“I’ll think about it.”
Hunter nods and we eat in silence for a few minutes.
“What are you doing for Thanksgiving?” I ball up my empty taco wrappers.
“Caleb invited anyone who doesn’t have any place to go to his house. I was thinking I’d do that. We only have Thursday and Friday off, so I’m not going home.”
“You could come to Aunt Judy’s with me. If you want.” The words come tumbling out of my mouth before I can stop them.
Do I want to spend Thanksgiving with Hunter? Of course I do.
Am I nervous about asking him? Yes. It feels like a big step asking my boyfriend over for a holiday. I don’t know why since he’s already met my family.
“Thank you, sweets. I’d like that. What can I bring?”
“Nothing. Judy and I have it covered.”
“Will your dad be there?”
“No. It’ll be you, me, Judy, and her boyfriend, Curtis.”
Judy asked me if I wanted to invite Jake, but I’m not ready for that. We’re still figuring out our relationship and although that’s going well, I’m not ready for him to be at a family event. Even if half of the guests aren’t family.
“Okay. Tell me when and I’ll be there.”
“Lunch is at one. Come over anytime in the morning.”
“Perfect,” Hunter says as he stands and starts picking up the trash from our lunch.
I get to my feet to help him. I’ve never been one for Thanksgiving, but maybe this year will be different since I’ll be with my family.
Chapter twenty-five
Madison
“Hey,you,”IgreetHunter when he knocks on my door Thanksgiving morning. We haven’t seen each other in over a week because the team was traveling.
“Hi, sweets,” he says with a smile that could melt the panties off even the coldest of women.
“Come in.”
“I come bearing gifts.” He hands me a cup of iced coffee before setting his overnight bag on the floor.
“So sweet of you.” I take a sip and follow him into the kitchen where he sets down the grocery bag that was in his hand.
