Page 69 of Fragile Love (Fragile 3)
“—the Valley,” Katharina finished, staring earnestly into her eyes. “I cannot even begin to express how upset I am about last night.”
“Oh, no. Please, Katharina. Don’t be upset about it. It wasn’t your fault.”
“But there is something I can do about it. I made some phone calls last night, and I’m determined to see that woman gets what she deserves.” Riling herself up, Katharina turned away and poured some juice, muttering in her own language what Lillian assumed to be nasty insults. “I’m going to take care of it. I told Cayden last night, but I’m telling you now. No one is allowed to talk to you or Cayden like that.”
“That’s very sweet of you,” Lillian said, “but really—”
“It’s ridiculous. That she followed you. Or set this all up. It’s horrible.” Katharina groaned and stomped on the floor. “I’m so angry now. Cayden, come on. I need my workout. Now. Way too much tension built up inside of me.” Without any further words, she seized Cayden’s wrist and dragged him out of the room.
Trying not to laugh out loud, Lillian stared up at the ceiling. That tension had nothing to do with last night. More like what had happened five minutes ago. She stood a moment before turning to Andrew. “I don’t know how to handle her.”
He shrugged. “Me neither.”
“So, how was your night?” she asked, trying her best to keep a solemn face.
“Good,” he replied nonchalantly, but he was obviously nervous. “We had steak and wine here. I was the grill master, of course.”
“That sounds fun.” Master baker, too? She giggled.
“Yep,” he said simply. “You trying to make a joke? Like Masturbate?” He started laughing despite trying to stay series. “That’s bad. Real bad, Lil. And disgusting to talk to you about that.”
Lillian cleared her throat. “Then how about after dinner?”
Andrew clearly didn’t want to cover that. He cleared his throat. “Tell me about your evening.”
“It sucked. But I’d like to hear more about you and Katharina.”
“I’d like for that to remain a secret for now.” He winked.
“Did you have fun?” she whispered, like they were kids.
He raised his eyebrows and smiled. “Oh, yeah.”
Lillian gave him a thumb’s up.
“But really, I want to hear about last night. Katharina told me a little. You okay?”
“Eh. There’s not much else to say. I wasn’t expecting it. But I kind of overreacted, I think.” She poured them both some water from the expensive glass filter decanter. “She just said some horrible things about Cayden and me. Well, and me personally. Cayden got there when it was out of hand, and she was taken out of the bar.”
“Was she drunk?”
“Not even a little. She somehow knew we would be there.” Lillian shook her head. “It was horrible.” She didn’t bother telling him that all the things Sierra had said were exactly how she felt. That she didn’t feel she was good enough for Cayden. “What makes people so mean?”
“It’s not our job to understand everyone,” Andrew said, joining her at the high seats by the island counter. “Just forget it. The woman’s clearly nuts.”
Lillian leaned over and gave him a little hug. “Thanks, Andrew.”
“Are you sure you’re okay? You still seem like something else is up.”
She waved him off. “Nah, I’m okay.”
“I don’t believe you at all. No offense.?
?
“You mean I’m not convincing?”
He patted her shoulder jokingly. “Love you, Lily of the Valley.”
