The idea that Lawrence had planted in her head was intriguing. Throughout dinner with her parents, she found herself distracted, thinking about what he had said about food and writing. Maybe that was something to try out. If she didn’t try it out she wouldn’t know right? And she had time to give it a whirl. If it didn’t work out or if she ended up not liking it, there were always other options.
Rosa noticed her daughter zoning out, and teased her, wondering if she was already missing Blake.
”What- Mum, please. I was just thinking about something else...”
”Is my daughter being shy about the fact that she’s missing her fiance already?”
Lila bit her tongue to keep from retorting that she wouldn’t miss someone who wasn’t actually her fiance.
”If you must know,” she said, ”I met one of Bl
