The Runaway Groom

Ignoring Ken, Lulu stored inside the kitchen and started washing Star's belongings.

"What would you like for lunch?"

"What?"

Lulu was left staring at Ken in confusion again-the man did not speak with rhyme or reason!

"Well, Vivian can't cook, and I suspect you're the same..."

Would she have allowed Vivian to blow up the kitchen otherwise?

Lulu still held her tongue anyway-Sue Lambert was supposed to return eventually.

Seeing that, Ken did press the issue. "I'll make lunch. Tell me if you have something in mind."

Lulu was actually caught stunned, and Ken explained even as she appeared pensive, "Now, now-don't judge me because I'm single. I don't mind telling you that I can cook well, and there aren't that many men as successful as I am. That reminds me are you single too, Ms. Jones? If you are, would you like to know me better?"

frowned-she despised flirty men

done washing everything, she

pressed on. "What would you like

not a picky eater," Lulu said and

see that Lulu treated him like a villain-did

he told her right then. "Zachary wouldn't have let me come if I were, and you don't have

cook. Also, I don't

your

just bad at

shrugged-it was his own fault for agreeing to Zachary's request.

Lulu hid herself in Star's nursery again, watching

Ken called her to eat, she said, "I'm

right then, actually appearing angry. "So, I'm that bad

at Star, who was

anything unpleasant, she got

Ken's expression eased. "Self-service."

but did not start eating until she saw Ken

the end, Ken decided