Ben
I felt strange cleaning the house and cooking for Lindsey again. That déjà vu feeling, and I liked it. If things were going in a forward motion, this was it. Everything was almost set up, and even Jacob was bathed and dressed in his best. Well, clean clothes, anyway. Chicken and rice were his favorite, but, spending dinner with a woman who was still a stranger to him might be somewhat uncomfortable.
I hope it all goes better than expected.
I planned for the worst and anything better than the entire evening going south and ending like a damp rag would be a bonus. I knew there was nothing wrong with my cooking because chicken and rice was the one thing I excelled at. But the dish had to be right, or Jacob would quickly tell me it tasted bad.
I glanced up at the kitchen clock as the s
