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“Here you are.”
Putting away his phone, Jason rose to embrace her before pulling out her chair.
“I am sorry I was not able to attend the performance.” His dark brown eyes searched her face as he picked up his wine glass. “We should have been finished with the trial by now, but the prosecutor keeps coming up with discoveries.”
He sounded very frustrated, the frown touching his brow. “But enough about me.” His smile came as he leaned forward to kiss her cheek. “You killed it as usual.”
“You were not there.” She pointed out.
“I was there last week for two nights. And two of the partners were there tonight. They called while I was coming here and gave you rave reviews. You are very good for my reputation.”
“Glad to be of help.”
He grinned at her and waited until the steaming bowls of delicious-smelling soups were placed in front of her.
“Thank you.” Lynn dipped her spoon into the thick liquid and tasted, her eyes widening in appreciation. “Just the thing for the weather. December is proving to be living up to its reputation. It’s brutal out there.” She glanced at him as she broke the warm and savory bread in half. “How are you?” she asked carefully.
“The same way since you last asked me. That was this morning at precisely nine A.M.,” he pointed out. “Stop worrying, you are not my mother or my- “he bit off and took a sip of water.
“I am your sister, and you are going through a very rough divorce. I intend to ask you that question until I know you are okay. She put you through the wringer.”
“And I am getting over it. Work helps.” He dipped into his soup. “You did not have to meet me- “
“Yes, I did. I thought it will be Christmas Day in three days, and Jack is wrapping up the show on Christmas Eve, giving me time to sleep and cook for us. Just the two of us. Eggnog – homemade, of course, in the morning.
A pot of coffee, a full black people’s breakfast, us watching some Christmas movies, and a big dinner. Then you spend the night.”
He eyed her and shook his head. “You don’t have to feel sorry for me.” He told her dryly.
“Maybe I am feeling sorry for myself.”
He snorted. “Yeah, right. You love spending time by yourself.”
“Not when it comes to Christmas. Say you will come.”
“I will agree because if I don’t, you are going to be a pain in the ass.”
“You know me so well.”
“But I insist on cooking dinner. The last time you did the chicken, it was raw.”
“It was not!”
“Honey, I love you, but cooking is not your thing.”
“That’s what I get for trying to be a good sister.”
“And I appreciate you for it.” He grinned at her. “Now, let’s talk about the play.”
She told him about the invitation and offer from Callum Hammond.
“He wants to have dinner with you?”
“Yes.”
“Will you accept the invitation?”
“We need the backing, and the play is doing better than we expected.”
