Free Rules of Love by Shelia M. Goss

afraid to hurt her. All of this drama because of some miscommunication.” Jason laughed.
    â€œI didn’t know she felt that way. I definitely need to clear this up and fast. I’ll talk to you later.”
    â€œSean, you should be glad we’re also friends, because if we weren’t, I would have kicked your behind and asked questions later. You know Charlotte is my best friend, and nobody hurts my best friend.”
    â€œCharlotte’s lucky to have a guy like you in her corner.”
    â€œPlease remind her of that, because lately, with my drama, she needs that reminder.”
    â€œGot to go, man. Got to clean up this mess.”
    Jason was glad to find out Sean and Charlotte’s situation could be cleared up with a simple phone call. Too bad his situation wasn’t that easy to fix.

Chapter Fifteen
    After speaking with Sean and Charlotte, Jason returned to checking his emails and sending out correspondence. The doorbell rang.
    â€œI got it,” he heard Amber say from the hallway.
    Jason disregarded her comment and went to see who was at the door himself. “No, I got it,” he said to her.
    Amber stood to the side as Jason opened the door.
    A deliveryman with boxes of groceries on a dolly greeted them. “Delivery for Jason Lewis.”
    â€œYes, that’s me.”
    The delivery guy gave Jason a clipboard with a sheet of paper on top for him to sign. Jason signed it.
    â€œWhere do you want these?” the guy asked.
    â€œBaby, show them where to put the groceries. I need to get something real quick.”
    The delivery guy followed Amber to the kitchen. Jason went upstairs to grab some money out of his wallet.
    The delivery guy was still unloading the groceries when Jason returned downstairs.
    Afterwards, Jason walked him to the front door. He handed him the money. “Thanks. We’ll probably be using your services again.”
    The driver smiled when he saw the fifty-dollar tip Jason had given him. “I hope I get the call to deliver it when you do.”
    Jason returned to the kitchen to help Amber put away the groceries.
    â€œYou have some of everything,” Jason noted.
    â€œI thought you said I could order what I wanted.” Amber stopped what she was doing and looked at him.
    â€œOh no. That’s no problem. I just didn’t realize I was out of everything.”
    â€œAll you needed was a woman’s touch.” Amber winked and went back to putting away the groceries.
    â€œIf you need me, I’ll be in my office.”
    â€œI’ll call for you when dinner is ready.”
    â€œYou don’t have to cook. I can order Chinese food or something.”
    â€œNope. This is my first night here. Our first night together at your place, and I want to cook.”
    Jason held his hand up. “Who am I to argue with a woman who wants to cook me a meal? Let me get out of your way.”
    Jason smiled as he left and returned to his home office.
    * * * * *
    Amber whipped up a quick meal for Jason and her in pots that looked like they’d never been used. She cooked shrimp fettuccine Alfredo and placed it on two plates. She took garlic bread sticks and wrapped them up in a basket.
    She set the dining room table, then looked through the cabinets in the dining room and found a bottle of white wine.
    Once she had everything set up, she called out for Jason.
    He walked into the dining room. “I could smell the aroma down the hall. And it looks great.”
    â€œLet’s eat.”
    Jason sat at the head of the twelve-person table. Her place setting was right next to his.
    Amber watched with pride as Jason devoured the food in front of him.
    â€œWhere did you learn to cook like this?” Jason asked.
    â€œMy mom. She’s from Louisiana. Whenever she wasn’t out working, she would cook. I would be in the kitchen with her. I was her assistant. It was our favorite thing to do together.”
    â€œThis tastes better than