Broken Love (Broken 4)
Me: I was shocked to see her and yes, I might have been stumbling on what I was doing.
Jennifer: Do you have feelings for Vanessa still?
“It was a one-night stand!”
Hitting Jennifer’s number, I walked into the kitchen.
“That’s not a good sign you called me when I asked that.”
“No I don’t, Jennifer. I love Ava.”
There was silence for a few moments before she asked, “Do you see your future with Ava?”
“Of course I do. I couldn’t imagine my life without her in it.”
“Perfect answer! Where is she?”
Closing my eyes, I shook my head. “Upstairs lying down.”
“Oh … she must be upset with you. I know how much she was looking forward to going to the house.”
“You’re not making me feel any better, Jennifer.”
With a giggle, she said, “Make her a fabulous lunch. Take it up to her on one of the serving trays. Go to the greenhouse too; I know they keep fresh flowers in there. Pick a few and put them in a small vase.”
“Where are the vases?” I asked as I looked in the refrigerator.
No food. Great.
“In the butler’s pantry on the lower left side.”
“There’s no food, Jennifer.”
“Shit! I didn’t think about that. Let me go over this in my head for a moment.”
My sister Jennifer lived in Helena and worked for a law firm downtown.
“I’ve got it. I’ll order it from one of my favorite places to eat. All you have to do is take it out of the boxes and put it on the plates. Can you do that without messing up or will we need to worry about Vanessa wanting to help?”
“What?
“Ava just sent me a text … asking about Vanessa.”
My heart stopped. “W-what did she ask?
“She asked if Vanessa is always so willing to help you with things. She said Vanessa gave y’all a tour? Holy hell, Ryder! It’s your house; why would you let Vanessa come in and take over?”
“I know the error of my ways, Jennifer. Just tell her Vanessa is of no concern and for her not to worry.”
“Oh I already did … I told her Vanessa is a little tramp who would do anything to get into your pants or Nate’s because she is a money-hungry whore.”
My mouth fell to the ground as I stopped dead in my tracks on my way out to the greenhouse.
“Wow … I don’t think I’ve ever heard you talk like that.”
“Hold on!” Jennifer said as she began ordering food on another line.
Opening the door to the greenhouse, I smiled as I looked at all the flowers. Reaching for some flower clippers, I cut three purple flowers that I had no clue of what they were. All I knew was they reminded me of Ava.