"No, I'm fine," Catherine mumbled vaguely, sidestepping Susan as she hurried past.
Susan headed toward the kitchen, calling over her shoulder, "I'll brew some ginger tea. You and Lance should both have a cup. Tomorrow is the weekend, so you won't have to work. You can just rest at home."
Alexa walked over with Lanny in her arms and chimed in, "The seasons are changing, and Lanny needs a new wardrobe. Catherine, do you want to take him shopping for some clothes tomorrow?"
"Sure." Catherine had actually been planning to do exactly that. She flashed Susan an appreciative smile. "Don't worry about me. I just got a little damp. I won't get sick."
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught Lance stepping out of the bathroom. She immediately turned her head away and took Lanny from Alexa's arms.
"I've got him."
Susan looked back and forth between Catherine and Lance.
"Sir, you should go with Catherine tomorrow. Alexa and I already made plans to forage for wild greens behind the house!"
Alexa looked bewildered. "Huh? It's freezing outside, there aren't any greens left. Plus, the hill is completely bare—ouch!"
Susan had quickly closed the distance and gave Alexa a sharp pinch on the elbow.
"Exactly! The greens are blooming perfectly this time of year. They're great for your health, so we're going foraging!" Susan covered quickly.
The corner of Lance's lips curled up in amusement. "Sounds like a plan."
"Come on, let's go prep dinner."
Susan practically dragged Alexa away.
In just a few words, tomorrow's itinerary was set in stone.
Catherine, finally catching up to the plot, spoke up. "I can just ask Lorinda to come with me."
"If she could slip away, she would have come looking for you ages ago."
Lance walked over and settled into the single armchair.
Even with Harrell running interference, the two friends had only managed to meet up twice—once at the equestrian club, and once when they visited the villa.
If Lorinda had any free time, she'd be glued to Catherine's side.
If Catherine initiated the invite and Lorinda couldn't find an excuse to sneak out, it would drive her absolutely crazy.
"Then I can go by myself."
"You're fine living under the same roof as me," Lance said, "so why the hesitation? Do you think I'll bite you in public?"
"I just don't want to inconvenience you." Catherine gently pinched Lanny's chubby cheek.


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