Boyfriend for Christmas

Chapter 8....

(The cover above is so beautiful and it has a puppy in it!!!)

Because Knox apparently had to get back to work, we had to exchange numbers so we could meet again before we leave. I had hoped we would spend the entire day getting to know each other so this whole thing could be believable.

When I got home from the cafe I was still reeling that he said yes. Knox was the exact opposite of someone who I thought would agree to this. He was actually the last person I thought I'd 'date'. He had this hard exterior and this impenetrable wall around him.

Knox with his gruffness and intense personality was definitely someone I'm not usually into. I mostly found myself going towards the jock type of guy. Which of course never ended well. Knox just screamed 'bad boy'. Which equaled trouble. 

I knew I had to give him the benefit of the doubt. I mean this whole situation was unusual and any normal person would act the same way. So as I sat on my couch getting ready to call my mom, I made myself a promise that I would be calmer and nicer to Knox the next time I see him. This would only work if we put aside our first encounter.

Bracing myself for the call I was about to make to my mother, I quickly dialed her number.

"Honey!" My mom, Colleen, answered instantly. At the sound of my moms voice my chest ached.

"Hey mom."

"How are you honey? Its been so long!." Guilt instantly wormed its way into my chest. It has been a while since I last spoke to her.

"I've been good. How are you? How have things been?" Bringing my legs up I wrapped my one arm around my knees.

"I've been good! The bakery is doing such great business, so been very busy with that." As my mom went on about the bakery I tried my hardest not to let tears fill my eyes. I hadn't realized just how much I actually missed talking to my mom.

I smiled as she talked about the costumers and how some new kid spilled flour everywhere. Memories of me doing the same thing entered my mind making me laugh. My family owned a bakery in Rutland, Vermont. My mom and dad opened Anytime Cakes shortly after my older brother was born. Almost every memory of my childhood was at that bakery with my family.

Anytime Cakes was my mom's baby. She spent hours upon hours there baking new things for everyone to try. She grew from just doing small birthday cakes to doing cupcakes, cookies, shortbreads, etc. Because it was one of the only bakeries in Rutland it has done amazing business; especially around the holidays.

"That's fantastic Mom."

"Anyways, why did you call me sweetie?" I could hear her moving around and knew she was at the bakery as we speak. No doubt doing a million things at once, but that was my mom for you. She knew how to multiple task better than anyone I knew.

Okay here it goes.

"Well as you know I'm coming home for Christmas, and I was wondering if its okay that I bring someone?" I quickly rattled off. "I know its a bit last minute." I knew I should have given her a bit more of a heads up but knowing my mom it shouldn't be that big of a deal.

"Oh a special someone?" I could practically hear the grin in her voice.

"Uhh someone like that..."

"That's perfect sweetie! You can definitely bring him. We'll have plenty of food too."

"Oh and can his little sister come along to? She is 17 but super sweet." From what I saw yesterday with Knox's sister she didn't seem like a bad kid.