Chapter Twenty nine
Closing time came soon enough. I locked up the library with Wade and told him I’d see him shortly. He and Juliet planned to come early and start the grill for the burgers and kabobs. I swung by the bakery to pick up a chocolate raspberry cake with a dark chocolate ganache for dessert. By five thirty, I had changed into a pair of capris with a sleeveless top of cobalt blue, had placed the beer and wine on ice on the back porch, and started a pasta salad. A few minutes before six, Juliet and Wade arrived. While Wade lit the grill, Juliet and I poured ourselves glasses of white wine and plopped onto my wicker chairs to supervise.
“ I want to meet this Lu chick and make sure she doesn’t have designs on Clint,” Juliet said. “You’re far too trusting of the fairer sex.”
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