Chapter 4 – Money, Money, Money-2
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I went to the store and got all of the ingredients I needed to make Grandma Rossi’s famous Chicken Caccitore. It wasn’t easy shopping on crutches, but I was on a mission and I refused to use one of those electric chairs the old people drive around in stores that terrorize other shoppers.
I’ve never had much time to cook but I enjoy it and Grandma taught me a couple of her dishes well, lasagna and the chicken. Mel might be a hard nut to crack with money, but I might just be able to win over her stomach.
By the time the DA’s press conference ended and my triumphant Sheriff girlfriend walked through the door a few minutes before 4:00, the house smelled delicious.
“What is that amazing smell?” Mel had her nose in the air feigning sniffing like a hungry family dog would do at dinner time.
“It’s Chicken Caccitore. I hope you like it.”
“Never had it before but if it tastes half as good as it smells, I’m in there!”
I hopped the few feet to her on one foot rather than reach for my crutches. She pulled me close and held me firm as I laid a lip lock on her in a more personal greeting. It was a couple of minutes before we finally came up for air. Mel was still riding a high after the arraignments and the official press conference and it showed in the intensity of her kiss and in her whole demeanor.
“Whoa!” I blew out a breath and then smacked her shoulder. “Look, I need to finish this up. Why don’t you go and change but make it fast? It’ll be ready in a few minutes.”
“Okay. And, I have to say, I was worried about you when I called. I’m glad to see that you’re happy. You seem to be brimming over with excitement about something?” Her tone was curious.
“I’m fine. Better than fine, even. We’ve both had big days and we’ll talk about them over dinner; now go change!”
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