Her husband, Jesse, set up two long tables and all the chairs he could find. “Hope we have enough,” he told Darin.“I’m more worried about the food.”Dwanda watched Darin slice brisket, put it in a roaster. “You have enough for twice this many people.”“You should talk. I saw the bowl of potato salad you brought. Looks more like a dishpan. But what about the rest?”“These meet and greets always turn out just right. Don’t worry about it.”Dwanda’s kids, Kaleb and Kimberly ran over. “Is it time to eat?”“Shoo! Go play,” Dwanda ordered, waving her hands at them. “Folks aren’t here yet.”“Give them some cheese and crackers,” Darin suggested.Dwanda made them a plate and sent them on their way.“You should get yourself a couple of kids, Darin.”Darin chuckled. “Now why would I do that, Dwanda? After watching you corral yours, it only makes me want to stay a bachelor.” But his thoughts automatically flew to Gina. Which scared the hell out of him. Over the years, he’d convinced himself he was destined to be the bachelor in the family.
