Bryson
“What about this Sunshine?” I asked Shay as I showed her a bottle of wine from a local winery. I thought it would go well with the roasted chicken I was making tonight.
“I think that would be good,” she said.
“Shay, happy one-week anniversary,” Bryce said, fastening a pretty silver bracelet around her wrist with a colorful butterfly charm.
“Anniversary?” she asked.
“Well, one week ago we met,” he said, blushing. I smirked, what a softy.
“Well then,” she said with a smile and kissed him on the cheek. He looked pleased and gave me a smug smile and I just shook my head. If he needs that validation, I’ll let him have it. I know our girl wants both of us.
“Jack, Mac!” Shay waved as she made her way to a stall with two burly men, both in white t-shirts with the name JMS Homestead
