Blake was coming down Mrs. Langley’s staircase as she finished cleaning the large living room. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw him balancing two large boxes.
“Need any help?”
“No thanks, I can handle it.” He sat the heavy boxes down on the floor. “I packed away all the Christmas decorations, cleaned the attic and threw away everything Mrs. Langley told me to. These two weren’t labeled. She said for you to go through them and organize whatever is inside if it’s important.”
“I don’t have time to right now, I have a date with Dean tonight. Could you put them in the trunk of my car as you leave?”
“No problem. Anything else before I go?”
“No, that’s all for today. See you next week.”
Beth went to the kitchen to make a small meal for Mrs. Langley before she also left for the day. Fixing a bowl of warm soup, a glass of cold milk, and several homemade cookies on a small tray. Beth had made the cookies last night before going to bed. Carefully carrying it upstairs to Mrs. Langley’s bedroom, she was laying in bed watching her favorite show. Beth helped her sit up before placing the tray on her lap.
“Thank you. Are those chocolate chunk cookies?’
“Yes. I left a container of them on the kitchen counter for later.”
“They are my favorite,” picking one up and biting into it.
“I will have to remember that.” Beth smiled and chatted with her about the medical program she was watching as she cleaned the room.
“Have you seen Samantha lately?” Mrs. Langley asked as Beth took away the empty tray.
“No I haven’t,” Beth lied remorseless. No way would she be drawn into a conversation about the woman’s granddaughter. Samantha was constantly seen around town with the members of The Last Riders. Beth had seen her several times herself since that night months ago. Twice on the back of Razer’s bike, each time Sam had manage to throw a gloating look, if not giving her the finger.
“She didn’t come by for Christmas. Vincent explained she was busy working and would visit when she had the time. Perhaps if you happen to see her you might mention her grandmother would enjoy a visit.”
Beth forced a smile. “If I see her, I will be happy to pass along your message.”
“Good. Now you better be going, you don’t want to be late for your date.”
“I won’t. I will come by tomorrow to tell you all about it.” Beth smiled as she heard the television volume increase as she left the room.
Beth washed and cleaned the dirty dishes before leaving. She was only paid to work for two days a week, but since Beth had noticed Mrs. Langley losing weight, she made sure to stop by daily to fix a nutritious meal and that it was eaten. Hopefully, Samantha would take pity on her grandmother and visit soon. If not, Beth would keep her word and broach the subject the next time the selfish girl was near.
“Beth, Pastor Dean is here!” Beth grimaced at Lily manners. She was home from college for the Christmas holiday and would be going back in two weeks. Picking up her sweater, she went down stairs to meet Dean.
“Wow, you look great,” Evie exclaimed when looking up from the groceries she was organizing into boxes to be delivered the next day. Her car had broken down outside Beth’s home when she had dropped the groceries off. One of the members from the club was on their way to pick her up.
“Thanks.” Beth was wearing a new royal blue tight skirt that ended above the knees; the tight matching sweater had horizontal blue and black stripes that emphasized her breasts and small waist. Every time she moved the bare expanse of her stomach teased the eye. A large black belt and sky-high heels had her feeling sexy and provocative. Not the best two combinations when her date was with the local pastor. Beth saw Dean standing by the door.
“Hi.” Giving him a welcoming smile, she walked across the room to greet him. Beth’s arms slid seductively around his shoulders to brush his mouth with hers. Dean’s lips returned the light pressure; his arms came around her pulling her body close.
“I’ve finished with the groceries, so I will be going since my ride is here.” Evie said closing the last box.
Beth turned in Dean’s arms to see Razer sitting in the chair. Carefully hiding her reaction, she greeted him before turning back to Evie. This wasn’t the first time she had seen him since that embarrassing night; she had become adapt at dealing with the occasions. Thankfully, he was out of town frequently and Evie had kept to her word to never mention him.
“Thanks, Evie let me know if you car can’t be repaired by tomorrow and I will reschedule your clients.”
“Shouldn’t be a problem, Razer is a genius with machinery,” Evie said.