Finally Found

There was something about a kitchen that always made Cammie feel so calm, so in control, so at home. Adam’s kitchen here in the Hamptons was no different. In fact, it might have been even better, since it was so well equipped. She could make pretty much anything she wanted. Oh, and given the guest list she was anticipating, she wanted to make practically everything.

After careful thought, she envisioned a nice candlelight event. There were some questions about the music, but she was leaning toward quiet music playing over the sound system instead of a live group. There would be a heavy buffet to go along with the cocktails. She was picturing a lot of seasonal drinks…egg nog, wassail, and mulled cider. There would be a two carving stations for ham and prime rib. This could be the party of the season…the party to start it all.

There were so many ideas competing in her head. Would the hour never be up? Would she never get to share these ideas with Adam? She smirked at the idea that she was actually excited to talk to Adam. Venturing into the great room, she saw him instantly, sleeping in the chair. Her initial reaction was pretty Camstandard. That’s what her family would call it. Yes, around the house there was the Camstandard and Cinnystyle. Her sister had a way, flair, while Cammie was simply predictable.

When she saw Adam sleeping, first her thought was that once again she was reminded that he couldn’t be trusted. He couldn’t even be left unattended or she would return to find no work had been accomplished. Then there was that moment of guilt as she walked closer and realized that he had scribbled notes and more notes. There were pages and pages of concepts and ideas. No wonder he was worn out. That, and the fact that he had been up early to ensure she had breakfast and coffee.

With a sigh she backed away. The very least she could do would be to make sure he had food when he woke up. They had passed a grocery store and a market on the way in the night before. She would simply retrace her drive and go there. It wouldn’t take long. She could whip up something amazing in no time and he would realize that his efforts to promote her would not be in vain. She was talented. She was capable. She was totally worth it.




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