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

she was done washing everything, she left the

however, pressed on. "What would you like

a picky eater," Lulu

could see that Lulu treated him like a villain-did

were, and you don't have to be wary about

Also, I don't think

are your

I'm just

own fault

in Star's

called her

scowled right then, actually appearing angry. "So, I'm that bad in your opinion after

Star, who was sound

anything unpleasant, she got up and gently closed the

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

not start eating until she

the end, Ken decided to push things