Matchmaker, Matchmaker – Chapter Two
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Elizabeth entered the kitchen to find that Mac was preparing Mathew's bottle. "Mommy, when is Chloe coming?" she asked.
Mac looked up from her task, "Soon, sweetie, soon. Daddy went to pick her up."
"Really," Mac confirmed with a smile. "And Rick and DeeDee should be here shortly, too."
"Rick and DeeDee, too? Really?" Elizabeth asked excitedly.
"Yeah," Mac said as she picked up Mathew's bottle. "Where's Jenny?"
"In our room playing with the doll house," Lizzy answered in a very "matter – of – factly" fashion.
"Well, why don't you go play with her while Mommy feeds Mathew?"
"Okay, Mommy," Elizabeth replied before heading up the stairs.
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Mac quietly opened the door to the nursery. "Did you have a nice nap?" she asked after noting that Mathew was awake. Mac walked over to the crib and carefully picked Mathew up, "Oh, you're getting big. And you know what else?" She asked as she sat down on the rocking chair. "You look like your daddy. Yeah, that's right. Your daddy's a great man, and he loves you lots, but I bet you already knew that." Mac gently tickled her son's tummy to see if she could get him to smile before he had his bottle. "And you have Daddy's smile, too."
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McCall was in her kitchen attempting to bake a cake for tonight's dessert when the doorbell rang. "Coming!" she called as she wiped the flour off of her hands. "Oh, Hunter, I wasn't expecting to see you so soon."
Hunter smiled and made his was in the house.
"Hey, did I say you can come in?" she joked.
Hunter laughed, "You wouldn't leave me out there."
"Really?" McCall asked with a smile.
"So ... what'cha making?" Hunter asked after noticing the items on McCall's kitchen counter.
"Uh, well, about that ... I tried to bake a cake."
"Really? I'm impressed."
"Don't be. Look at this," McCall opened the oven and removed the "cake".
"Geez, McCall. What did `ya do to it?" Hunter asked as he examined the "cake".
"I don't know. I followed the directions."
"I think we should take a little trip to the bakery."
"I think that's a good idea. What should I do with it?" she asked while pointing to the "cake".
McCall tried to look upset, but she ended up laughing. "Would you like to do the honors while I go change."
"It'd be my pleasure."
"Here," she handed him the pan.
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Mac tip-toed out of the nursery and slightly shut the door.
"Mommy!" Jennifer called out. "Mommy!"
"What's wrong, sweetie?" Mac asked when she saw Jennifer at the bottom of the stairs looking up.
Mac walked down the stairs and Jenny followed her mom as she returned the bottle to the kitchen. "Why don't you go tell your sister? She might want to be here when they come in."
"Elizabeth!" she screamed.
Mac jumped, not expecting the sudden change in volume -at least Harm wasn't inside. He'd never let her live that one down. "Jennifer!" Mac scolded gently. "What did Daddy and I tell you about screaming?"
"It isn't nice."
"And it can hurt Mathew's ears."
Mac nodded her head and had to force back a smile. Jennifer answered questions like a lawyer. Short and to the point. "Now will you please go get your sister – quietly? Your brother is sleeping."
"Yes, I will."
Mac walked to the foyer and opened the front door. When she opened the door, she saw Harm taking Chloe's suitcases out of the Pacifica.
"We can probably go get your car from my mom's tomorrow." She heard Harm say.
"I'm glad that she and Frank didn't mind having it there. It's a good thing I didn't take it all the way to Vermont..."
"I'm so glad you're here!" Mac called.
Chloe ran up the sidewalk and went to hug her "sister".
"I missed you."
"It's so good to see you."
"How was your flight? Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat? Are you tired? ..."
"Relax, Mac. I'm fine."
"Well, there's one thing I want .... to see the girls and Mathew."
"Oh, of course! Let's go inside. So how's ...."
Harm finished getting the suitcases and smiled at the interaction between Mac and Chloe. He wondered what life would be like when Elizabeth and Jennifer would be entering college. Although, a part of him was dreading when his daughters would be that age. He thought about getting a restraining order on every boy in the city. "That's not a bad idea," he said aloud and then shook his head at the absurd idea.
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"I don't know which one to get, Hunter," McCall said as she admired all the cakes in the bakery. "They're all so pretty."
"Pretty?" he asked.
"Yeah, pretty. Is there something wrong with that?"
"No, no. Not at all. It's just I never thought of a cake as being "pretty"."
"Oh! What about that one?" She pointed to the chocolate-chip cookie cake on the shelf.
"That's not a bad idea. - Elizabeth and Jennifer like chocolate-chip cookies."
"Mac does, too."
"Harm isn't big on desserts, is he?"
"No. He's like you," McCall stated. "You two have a lot in common – rabbit food."
"And you and Mac have a lot in common when it comes to eating habits, too."
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"Mac!" Harm called to his wife who was upstairs helping Chloe get situated. "They're here."
"What?" Mac asked as she ran down the stairs. "I'm not ready for them yet."
"What are you talking about? The table's set and dinner's in the oven ..."
"I haven't had time to come up with a plan. I have to get them to see what we see."
"What? Are you gonna hang a mistletoe above the door?"
"That's a pretty good idea..."
"Mac, be serious."
"I am being serious."
Chloe appeared in the entry way to the kitchen. "Is it okay if I skip dinner? I'm not really hungry."
"Are you alright?" Mac asked.
"Yeah. I just am a little tired from the flight and time changes...besides, I wanna call my dad before he leaves."
"Let us know if you need anything," Harm added.
"Thanks," Chloe smiled, "I will."
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Chloe sighed as she took out her laptop and plugged it into the wall. Then she took her cell-phone out of her purse and dialed her father's number. She frowned when the voice mail picked up. "Hi, Dad. It's me. I guess I already missed you. I'll send you an email just in case you don't get this message before you leave. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know that I'm at Mac's now – safe and sound. I love you."
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"Compliments to the chef," Hunter said after dinner.
Mac smiled, "Thank you. Cookbooks can be more help than I thought," she laughed.
Hunter smirked at McCall and she glared back at him.
Jennifer opened the French doors, "Daddy! Daddy! Lizzy and I can finally get across the monkey bars! Come see! Come see!"
"Really? Rick and I will be right out."
"Can you come to Mommy and DeeDee?"
Mac looked at DeeDee who nodded. "Okay, sweetie. But DeeDee and I can only stay out for a minute.
After watching Elizabeth and Jennifer play on the monkey bars for over fifteen minutes, DeeDee and Mac returned to the kitchen. They were loading up the dishwasher when Mac asked the question, "When you look at Rick, what do you see?"
Caught off guard, McCall responded with, "What do you mean?"
"Do you love him?"
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This story is still on a temporarily hiatus. I'm not sure when I'll be able to complete it.