Chapter 57

“I…” She hesitated, shrugged a shoulder and started again. “I can cook if you have something in the kitchen.” She said.

Scott burst into laughter. “You can cook?” Dubious, he scanned her beautiful hair, gown and shoes. “In that? Impossible!”

Jennifer snorted. “You’re not starting off this truce thing well. And yes, I can cook.”

If he hadn’t been watching her so closely, he might’ve missed the flash of insecurity that was there and gone in an instant.

“Show me to the kitchen? That is, if you don’t mind me…?”

“No, this I have to see for myself,” he assured her, and strode past her toward the room he rarely used.

His housekeeper often prepared dinners for him that she left warming in the stove. So the pantry and refrigerator should both be stocked. “I’ll even supply you with clothes so you don’t get anything on your dress.

See how accommodating I am?”

“Until tomorrow,” Jennifer added from behind him.

“Until tomorrow,” he agreed.