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Making Plans For Dinner 

Shay 

 : Hey Sunshine, There’s a farmers market that starts at four on Friday. I get off at five. I was wondering if you’d like to pick up some ingredients with me and come back to my place to cook with me? Bryce said he had one of your omelets and that it was amazing. I really love the strawberry and jalapeño jelly. Thank you for that. 

I smiled at the text Bryson sent me. I was just finishing up the egg wash and sprinkling a little sugar on the last of the cherry pies, before putting them in the oven. Earlier, I ran out and bought some boxes that could fit twenty-five mini pies in them. I ended up making three hundred pies. A hundred each of the flavors. I loved that this kitchen has two ovens and all the baking I could do in it. 

I thought going to the market sounded like fun. I loved farmers’ markets. I gnawed on my lower lip, wondering if I should ask that I bring an overnight bag. Would that be too presumptuous of me? Would he want me to stay the night? I mean, with all the hints they’ve given me, he should want me to, right? Maybe I should test the waters. 

I put him in my phone as My Prince Charming, I even put a My in front of Hot Stuff for Bryce. 

That sounds like a lot of fun. We probably won’t get to cooking dinner until around seven or eight. Might be a late 

dinner. 

I put my thumb to my mouth and chewed on my nail. I saw the three bubbles pop up, and then disappear. Maybe he doesn’t know what to say. Or maybe he was trying to let me down gently. 

My Prince Charming: I was thinking we’d have wine with dinner, and I wouldn’t want you driving home tipsy, and I’d 

probably be a little tipsy myself. Would you like to stay over? 

“Yes!” I squealed. I did a little dance. My oven dinged. And I got the pies out to cool. I had eleven boxes already packed up and one more to fill. 

Yes, that makes perfect sense. I can’t wait. I’m really excited. Do you have any allergies? I can make dessert. 

I could be dessert, I thought with a chuckle. 

My Prince Charming: Nope, no allergies. You? 

No. This is perfect. Should I meet you at your house? Or maybe I can Uber to work, and we can go to the market from 

there? 

My Prince Charming: Uber to work, I’ll leave my car unlocked, and you can put your bag in there. 

Okay, sounds great. See you Friday. 

My Prince Charming: Will I not see you before then? 

I don’t go into work often. I work from home, but if you’d like, I can cook dinner for you tonight? 

My Prince Charming: Really? Would you like me to let Bryce know too? 

I thought about that. I’d really like some alone time with Bryson. I want to get to know him more. 

I think just you and I would be nice. 

My Prince Charming: I was hoping you would say that. What time should I come over? 

Seven, is that okay? 

My Prince Charming: Perfect, see you then Sunshine. 

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<Making Plans For Dinner 

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Okay, I had a lot to do before tonight. I left the pies to cool, ran upstairs and showered. I also made sure I was smooth as silk. I got out and blow-dried my hair, then curled it and ran my fingers through it, making perfect beach waves in my hair. I picked out a pink sun dress with white swirl designs on it and a built-in bra. I forgo panties. I wanted to surprise him a little. I had every intention of seducing him. The hints Bryce gave me and the comment about tasting my charms from Bryson. I was betting they were planning to share me, and I was all for that. I’ve watched Dawson, Isha and the guys this last year. I’ve seen Savvy and her husbands, not to mention James and his bikers. Was this my chance to experience something extraordinary? I sure hoped so. But I did want to get to know them more before I invited both of them to my bed for my first threesome. 

It was only three. I needed to go to the grocery store. I figured while the pies were cooling I could get what I needed for 

dinner. 

Thirty minutes later, I was looking at the chicken thighs and breasts and contemplating which I should use for the Chicken Alfredo I was making tonight. Thighs to me were more flavorful, so I went with that. I had just walked over to the 

deli to get some Parmesan cheese when I felt a tap on my shoulder. 

“Hey, Shay.” 

I turned and wanted to groan. 

“Hi Charles.” 

“Getting stuff for dinner tonight? What are you making?” 

“Chicken Alfredo with broccoli, garlic bread and, for dessert, chocolate mousse.” 

“That sounds delicious. Do you need a taste tester?” 

“Oh, no, thank you. I am having someone over for dinner.” 

“Oh, okay, maybe another time. I was wondering if maybe I could get your phone number? I forgot to ask you while we 

were on our date.” 

“Um, I…” 

“Shay!” 

I knew that voice. F*ck my life right now. 

I turned to look behind me. 

“Carson,” I said through clenched teeth. 

“What a coincidence running into you here. I live just down the street, in the Grand View Apartments,” Carson said. 

“Good for you,” I mumbled. 

“Looks like you’re making one of my favorite meals.” 

“Is this who you are having over tonight?” Charles said with ice in his voice. 

What the f*ck? 

“No,” I said. He visibly relaxed and warmth came back into his face. Is he bipolar? 

“It looks like enough for two. Are you having someone over?” Carson asked. 

“That’s none of your business. Listen, I have to go, I have some pies I need to drop off to a friend.” 

“Oh, I miss your pies, in more ways than one,” Carson said, looking me up and down. “You’re looking gorgeous, Shay.” 

“Thank you. Um, if you two will excuse me.” 

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Making Pans For Dinner 

TOT VIS 

I pushed my cart away from them probably a little fast as I almost ran into an older woman. I apologized and swerved around her. I finished my shopping as quickly as I could. I didn’t see either of them for the rest of my grocery trip. 

When I got home, I packed up the pies. It was four-thirty, and I texted Savvy to let her know I was done with her treats. She told me she was still at the school if I wanted to drop them off. 

“Thank you so much, Shay. I can’t believe you made so many. These are going to sell like hot cakes, I just know it. So, how was your evening? Jack said there was a guy at your house this morning?” she asked with a naughty smile. 

“Bryce broke into my house last night, and I woke up with his d*ck in me.” 

“Oh, that’s so hot,” Savvy said, waving her hand in front of her face. 

“I mean it’s only hot, because he is, and I want him.” 

“Facts,” she said. 

“Anyway, it was freaking awesome, and the s*x was amazing,” I whispered. I looked around and was surprised there were 

no kids anywhere to be seen. 

She noticed me looking and chuckled. “They’re all watching Frozen in the assembly hall. We needed them preoccupied 

while we worked. So, he stayed the night?” 

“Yeah, and I’m having dinner with Bryson tonight.” 

“Girl, do you know what you’re doing?” she asked, putting her hand on my shoulder. It was comical because she was so 

much shorter than me. In fact, I was just noticing how much she looked like Isha. 

“Not one bit, but I want them both and, from the hints they keep giving me, I think they want that too. Bryce even said as 

his d*ck was pumping away in me, for me to imagine him f*cking me while Bryson tongues my clit. How am I supposed 

to take that?” 

1 see, well, strap on your big girl panties because you’re about to be in a throuple, and it’s a wild ride. Are they together?” 

Oh, I never thought about that. “I don’t know. I guess that’s something I should know though.” 

“Either way, you’re about to become the filling in a ménage à trois.” 

“Here’s to hoping,” I said, and we both cracked up laughing. 

She will be mine 

Charles (Monday after the date with Shay) 

I watched the Uber that took Shay away from me. From the moment I saw her on the app I knew she was mine. She was the perfect woman in looks, we had the same likes and I think my family would love her. Learning about her brother and his wife with the three other men was a little disturbing. I hope she didn’t have the same mindset. Turning to the man next to me, he might be a problem, one that needs to be taken care of. 

“How much?” I asked. 

“What?” 

“How much for you to stay away from Shay. From what she’s told me, you sound money driven. Sleeping with a married woman in a higher position than you, trying to get Shay to fund your paramour’s fashion start up. So, how much?” “Paramour? What are we in the fifties? I don’t want your money, I want Shay. She’s always taken care of me in our relationship. I took her for granted and that was on me. But I miss her caregiving. I miss her spoiling me. She’s the only woman who has ever made me feel like I’m number one. I lost sight of that for a minute, but I’m going to get her back,” 

Carson said. 

“I’m not going to let that happen. Shay is the one for me. I plan to make her my wife and the mother of my children. She and I will build an empire together and be one of the most sought after cooking duo in America. I will make this happen. I’m going to make her dreams come true one day. You’re in my way.” 

“Well, then let the best man win,” he said. 

“I plan to.” 

He gave me a jaunty salute and a sarcastic smirk, turned and walked away. I clenched my fists, I will make sure he stays out of my way one way or another. I pulled out my phone and called my boss. 

“Charles, good to hear from you,” Michael said. I could hear the condescending tone in his voice. He doesn’t think I have what it takes to be a chef, but the man has never cooked a day in his life, so what does he know? 

“I quit.” 

“What? You can’t do this. I did a favor to your parents.” 

“My parents will understand once I explain things to them. I won’t be coming back. I’m being considerate with a call.” 

“You’re insane to give up this opportunity.” 

“Maybe, but I have a destiny to make it into a reality.” 

Before he could comment, I hung up. I needed to find out where she lives. 

I called my family that night and told them I had found the woman I was going to marry. My parents were ecstatic and told me not to worry about my job, they would send me money to wine and dine their future daughter-in-law. 

(The next afternoon) 

I knew she worked for Becks Security. I stalked her job for a couple of hours in the afternoon and didn’t see her at all. I was under a tree taking advantage of the shade with my window down and feeling the breeze, wondering what my next steps were when those two guys that interrupted out date came out of the security building. 

“So, you went over to Shay’s last night?” One of them said. I remembered his name was Bryson and the one he was talking to was Bryce. I clenched my jaw and fists. So Shay knows them more than just co-workers. 

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“Yeah, how could I not? She’s fantastic. 

“I need some time with her,” Bryson said. 

“Do it. Text her, don’t sit back and wait, take charge. She’s open, Bryson, I know it, she shatters every time I mention you. She f*cking squirted all over me when I talked about you tonguing her clit while I f*cked her.” 

“F*ck Bryce, I need to be by myself for a minute.” 

Bryce laughed. “Text her man.” 

I watched as Bryson took out his phone and texted. Both Bryce and I were watching him text with her, me with a scowl as his smile kept growing, and Bryce with a s**t eating grin. 

“She wants to cook me dinner at her house. Should I invite you?” Bryson asked as he typed. 

“No, this is an opportunity for you and her to be together alone.” 

“She said she wants it to just be us.” 

“Yes! You got this man.” 

“I’m going to go get her some flowers and wine. I’ll see you later.” 

I watched them clasp hands and bro hug, they must be really close. Bryce took off on a bike, Bryson took off in a Camaro. 

I followed him. 

I cursed when he went through a light and I got stuck at it. I really wanted to find out where Shay lived. I was sitting there fuming when, all of a sudden, as if God answered my prayers, Shay drove by. I quickly turned on my blinker, and when the light turned I gunned it, cutting off the lane next to me. I didn’t care. I followed her to the store. I saw her park and walk 

in, and then I waited for a few minutes and walked in after her. 

I watched her as she picked up ingredients. I needed to approach her. 

When she turned after I tapped her shoulder, I felt my breath leave me. She was so beautiful. I was a little disappointed she didn’t want me to come over to her house to taste her Chicken Alfredo. I was hoping I could steal some light from Bryson and make him feel like the third wheel. That way he would leave, and I could seduce her with my southern charm. 

I needed to get her number, so I asked for it. She was about to give it to me when we were interrupted by Carson. What the f*ck? Was he following her? Hearing him say he lived nearby made me roll my eyes. That’s convenient. I could tell 

she wanted to leave. She did not like Carson at all. Good, one less guy for me to worry about. 

When she left, I turned to the b*stard. 

“Give it up, she wants nothing to do with you.” 

He looked at me and smirked. “I’m glad I ran into you guys. Something told me to come to the store to get my dinner, and I 

am glad I did. You looked like you were waiting for something from her.” 

“You interrupted me getting her number,” I gritted out. 

“You don’t have her number either? She changed it on me. See you around, I guess, since we’re both competing for her.” 

He didn’t know about the other two. I ran back to my car and watched her pack hers up. I followed her to the school and wanted to hop out of my car to help her bring in the 12 boxes I saw she had, but I didn’t want her to know I was following 

her. 

Finally, she came out of the school. I smiled as we pulled up to her house. It looked like she had some money. Good, she’ll be able to help with our future. Since I knew I wouldn’t be able to be in her presence tonight, I left. Now that I know where she lived, things will be easier for me. My mother always told me I was a go-getter and that I deserved everything I 

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* She will be mine 

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