peas that I didn’t like. I broke out in a rash all over my whole body, and I never had to eat them again.”
“Can you teach me how to do that?” Cade’s eyes widened with fascination.
“Unfortunately, I think the rash happened because I was so upset. But you could always try using a red marker to put dots all over your skin. I’m kidding,” she said hastily, suddenly visualizing an awful scenario where Gil realized Bailey had been giving his son tips on how to bypass healthy eating.
“I know that.” Cade rolled his eyes. “You’re funny, Miss Bailey.”
Bailey had been called a lot of things in her life...responsible, hardworking, dedicated. But no one had ever called her funny. She kind of liked it. And she very much liked Gil’s precious son.
Gil stood and touched Bailey’s shoulder. “If you two would excuse me for a few moments, I need to speak to a gentleman at that table in the corner. I won’t be long, I promise.”
“Your food will get cold,” Cade said.
“I bet the chef will warm it up for me. Love you, son. Back in a minute.” Gil kissed the top of Cade’s head and strode away.
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