“How did you know I was coming?” she asked. Her grandmother blinked. “I didn’t.” The front door squeaked, and Kate turned toward the foyer as a deep, masculine voice filled the house that made Kate forget where she was. “Grandma Lewis,” he said as he nudged the door shut behind him. Two full grocery bags hung from his grip. “They didn’t have any brown sugar, so I got…” His words halted when he noticed Kate standing there. One of the bags almost slipped from his fingers. He stared at Kate. Kate stared at him. “Katherine,” Grandma Lewis said, carrying the tea past her, “this is Cress.”
Lol she see cress at her grandmother house I love this.
