Thursday evening — 8 P.M.
Blushing, Jill twirled her glass of Merlot then looked up at Jacob. He had arranged their first real date for them. Everything was perfect. He even picked out her outfit from her new Claire Martin’s clothing then presented her with matching Louboutin heels. In her size! She stretched out her toes in the shoes. They didn’t even hurt too much.
Sitting at a small table in Twelve Restaurant, she felt like a princess in a story book.
“Say something,” Jacob said.
“I’m not sure what to say,” Jill said. “I’ve never… any of this. I don’t even know what to order.”
“I ordered for us when I made the reservation,” Jacob said. “They serve an amazing lobster here. I haven’t had anything like it since leaving Maine.”
“I’ve never had lobster.” Jill smiled.
“You look good enough to eat,” he said.
Jill’s blush deepened. She leaned back for the waiter to set their salads in front of them. When she leaned forward, Jacob took her hand.
“You said you wanted to talk about the fall,” he said.
“I’ve decided what I want to do this fall,” Jill said. “I mean, if it’s okay with you and …”
Jacob winked at her. Jill often asked Jacob’s permission for what she wanted to do. He didn’t like it, but couldn’t seem to convince her otherwise. She nodded.. Clenching her teeth, she gathered her courage.
“I’d like to go to college in the fall. Full time.” She took a drink of her wine for courage. “And I want to work at Pete’s a couple nights.”
She nodded. Jacob waited for her to finish.
“I know I have the money from the diamonds and the modeling thing, but I really loved working at Pete’s.”
Jacob opened his mouth to say something.
“Pete’s is like a family to me. I’ll need help with Katy.”
“Ok, that’s easy. We can plan around it,” Jacob said.
“You’re all right with it?”
“Of course,” he said. “I think it’s a great idea. I bet you’ll love going to college. I don’t know if you can get in this late but we can sort that out.”
“I checked,” Jill said. “I can take classes at Metro or the community college and transfer when I get into UC Denver. What about Pete’s?”
“If you want to work there, you want to work there.” Jacob shrugged. “Katy and I will survive.”
“She can stay with Megan,” Jill said. “I need help with school and…”
“If I’m going to be Katy’s father, then I can take care of her a few nights on my own.”
“What do you mean?”
“We agreed that I’m adopting Katy, right?” Jacob asked.
The retelling of Celia’s Puppies, Denver Cereal Volume 2, continues tomorrow…
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