Page 28 of Family Bonds: Coy & Angel

“Cookies,” she said. “I didn’t make them. I picked them up on my way. I’m not really good in the baking department.”

He saw the variety of massive jumbo-sized cookies. “Damn. I’m going to need a second workout later today. My mother made apple pie too.”

“Homemade apple pie?” she asked. Her hand was rubbing her flat stomach. He’d seen her put away large amounts of food and was shocked by how tiny she was. “That sounds awesome and puts these cookies to shame.”

“You got them at Hadley’s,” he said. “So they won’t go to waste. Not sure if you know that she’s married to a cousin of ours.”

“No clue,” she said. “I just looked up bakeries on the island and saw that one attached to the pub. I figured it had to be fresh baked stuff and it had great reviews. I put the order in yesterday to run down and grab it today.”

Which was about twenty minutes away from her apartment on the other side of the island.

He’d set his practice closer to the middle of the island, knowing it’d be more convenient for people as a whole. He lived more on the north side of the island closer to Boston and his siblings.

Angel’s apartment wasn’t that far from the office.

“Which was really nice of you. Come in and I’ll introduce you to my parents. They can’t wait to meet you.”

“This house is beautiful,” she said, looking up and around. “This is where you grew up?”

“Basically,” he said. “I guess I just take it for granted that we were on the water and I knew it’s where I wanted to be too.”

“It’s easy to take it for granted when you’ve known no differently. I suppose listening to your stories about this place is what made it so easy for me to dream about it too.”

It was the soft look in her eyes when she said that.

“Then I’m glad I was able to make that dream come true.”

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JUST HAVING FUN

If only he knew the dreams that she was hoping would come true.

“Me too,” she said.

She followed him through the massive house. It wasn’t as modern as Coy’s, at least from the outside, but it was just as stunning and large. Probably larger.

Of course it would be. Scott Bond was a billionaire and Coy would get his share of that at some point too.

But in her mind, this house still wasn’t ostentatious.

Coy always seemed so down to earth to her. He was raised with a good set of core values, but she’d heard from Spencer enough, that most women only saw dollar signs when they found out who he was.

“We’ve got some good food for you today,” he said. “Well, my parents do. They’re doing all the cooking, but we get to benefit from it.”

“Whatever it is smells fabulous.”

There was a smoky barbeque scent in the air when she got out of her SUV in the driveway and she’d hoped it was comingfrom the Bond house. Now there was something sweet to go with the spicy and she was guessing the apple pie.

“That’s what I said,” Coy said. They got to the back of the house and she saw a much older version of Coy. She’d seen pictures of Coy’s brothers and they all looked somewhat alike, but to her, Scott looked most like Coy.

Maybe it was her imagination since she was fixated on her new boss.

“Hi,” she said.

“Mom, Dad, this is Angel Jansen. Dr. Jansen. I have to put it out there,” he said, laughing.

“Coy loved to be called Dr. Bond when he first graduated. He asked us to call him that in the house for a month.”

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