“I must say,” his mother started, “it’s quite a feat.”
“What is?” Davi asked.
“How Blake handpicked all the good parts of her to keep, and held tight, and binned all the parts her mother gave her.” Kenna lifted her fork with some beef to her mouth, chewed it, swallowed it and concluded, “She’s quite something.”
She absolutely was.
Blake and Ned returned and took their seats.
“My apologies for the melodrama,” Ned said.
“Och, Ned, you’ve made my month by calling Helena an easy lay,” Kenna said.
Ned’s lips curved up.
“We shouldn’t have followed,” Kenna went on.
“Then you would have missed the good part,” Ned drawled. He drew a line under it when he asked, “Did you save room for Blake’s vanilla cake? Or, after we finish here, shall we adjourn to the living room for digestifs and give our stomachs time to settle?”
“I couldn’t eat another bite,” Davi said even while she popped a piece of roll into her mouth. “But I’m not missing vanilla cake. Or a digestif.”
“We’ll play Ticket to Ride,” Ned said.
“God, Dad, no. You smash everyone at that game every time,” Blake returned. Then to the table, she declared, “It drives Rix up the wall.”
“Ticke to Ride?” Kenna asked.
“It’s a board game,” Ned told her.
Blake Sharp played board games?
Fuck, the woman just got better and better.
“Which is why we should play it,” Ned said to his daughter. “Give you another shot to knock me off my winning streak.”
“If it’s a game, I’m in,” Davi said.
“Me as well,” Kenna put in.
“Aye,” Dair added.
“Then it’s settled,” Ned decided.
“You cooked, love,” Kenna noted to Blake. “Davi, Dair and I’ll do the dishes.”
“You relax, Kenna. Dair and I will clean up,” Ned stated.
“Works for me,” Davi agreed.
“For as long as I can remember, Davina urgently had to use the loo every time there was cleanup to be done,” Dair leaned over to tell Blake.
Blake shot him a sweet smile then looked to her father. “Just stack and soak, Dad. I’ll clean up tomorrow. You know I like to putz around like that in the morning.”
Blake Sharp did dishes.
And she liked doing them?
Oh, aye.
