“Jeb. We’ve finished dinner, but there’s plenty here. Come get some leftovers and try Jessica’s cooking. You can eat here at the house or take it with you. We’ll be happy to have you stay.”
He listened to Jeb question the “we” part. “That’s right,” Ryan said, trying to avoid letting Jessica know about Jeb’s questions. He listened to his foreman and finally put away his phone. He went inside and gathered dishes from the table to help her. “Jeb’s coming up to get dinner.”
“You’re close with your employees.”
“I suppose I am. I’ve known all of them a long time.” He tilted his head to study her. “You know, you’re not at all like I guessed you’d be when you drove up looking for a job.”
“Neither are you, Ryan. And you’re not who I was hoping to find either, but I know I’m not who you hoped would apply.”
He heard a knock and headed to the door to find Jeb waiting. “You must have jogged all the way here.”
“Ran. I’m hungry. I’ll fill my plate and take it with me.”
“You can sit with us.”
“Evidently you have a new cook.”
“Oh, yes. Wait until you sink your teeth into the roast and the rolls she made from scratch. That’s why I called you, so you can see for yourself.”
“Do tell.” He gave Ryan a sly smile. “This ought to be interesting in the next few weeks.”
“Nothing’s changed. She’s still on the mend and you might as well put out the word about her.”
“Already have. I figured she’d get hired whether she could boil water or not. Howdy, Ms. Upton,” Jeb said as they entered the kitchen.
Jessica smiled at him. “Hi, Jeb. Unless you want me to call you Mr. White, please just call me Jessica.”
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