Ryder Cook Mom Novels & Stories

So i just listened to them. "Hi Mrs. Smith! Good evening" Jason. "Good evening too Jason and also to you Ryder and Mia! By the way, where's Ken?" Mom. "Sadly, he said he has some important things to do, Mrs. Smith" Obviously, Ryder. "That's weird. He never said no to my cookies. Well, anyway, let's eat! I used my special ingredient for this" Mom. "Mmmm, this cookie is delicious!" Mia. Nooooo! My cookiessss! *sniffs* **************************** Ryder and Jason sure is evil.

The three of them turned to us, their faces lighting up. “Dad, you have to settle this,” Damien declared. “Not tonight,” Alexander replied, his lips curving into a faint smile. “Your mom’s the boss tonight.” “ Boys, there are grocery bags in the car, get them”. I said making my way to the kitchen where Mrs Romano was making afternoon snacks for the kids. “ Hey, Mrs Romano”. I greeted giving her a side hug. “ Hello Mi Amor, how was work?”. She asked.

If the choice were up to him, Ryder would definitely come back for me. Another woman sat beside me. I stared up at her. She had a regal face, and an almost formidable stand. She was as graceful as she was strong. She wasn’t crying. She smiled at me. Her name was Helen Thompson, Ryder’s mother. “We have the best surgeons in the room with my son,” she said. “I told them to make sure they do everything they could to save him.” I nodded, in spite of my tears. Ryder’s mom held her hand out to me. “Come. Family should wait together,” she said.

After that, he would happily eat his dinner. This time wasn't any different. Ryder liked to see Jake cook. He would put on a black apron with "Nice to meat you" written on it because Jake refused to wear the one Jeremy gave him with the "My meat is 100% going in your mouth today". At least not when Ryder was around.

Her mom chuckled while accepting the bag. They were surprised to see how many dishes there were. “This is a lot. How long has she been cooking?” Clyde grimaced. “I’d rather not say. She was just too excited when I mentioned last night that I’ll have a picnic with Sab.” “Goodness. I hope she’s getting enough rest.” Her mother was worried. “Yeah, I told her to rest after we had breakfast. Don’t worry. She had fun cooking. She’s very happy to do it.” His smile returned to reassure them.

he said and tapped his shoulder. "No am fine, I just need some rest and good food..I miss mom's food." "So I was giving you junks to eat?" Sarah asked. "I didn't say so. You are a good cook but there will always be a difference between your food and mom's food" Ryan smiled calming her. "Certainly, my wife cooks better." Mr wellspring said mocking Sarah. "Ok guys, since you want it this way, henceforth, mom will do all the cooking and anything related to the kitchen, count me out." She pouted her lips . She was a little crossed.

I forced myself to steady my breathing and respond with a quiet, “Okay, Mom. I’ll meet you downstairs.” She didn’t answer right away, but I heard her footsteps retreating, and that gnawing sense of unease didn't let up. Mom’s voice called out again, “Have you seen Ryder? He’s vanished.” My stomach twisted. I bit my lip looking up into his eyes well the game has to start again won't it? “Don’t know, Mom. I don’t care,” I muttered, the words slipping out in disgust. “He needs to learn some proper etiquette when it comes to treating a woman.” Personality number two loves to cause trouble.

Richard said, as he nodded. "Alright, sir, thank you, I'll do my best," I said. *** Dinner was incredible as always; my mother never disappoints. My mom was the one who taught me how to cook growing up. Which, in my case, is a plus, considering Lyra loves food. I could only imagine what Lyra would be like when she was pregnant and having food cravings. ****************************************

Family. Mom didn’t seem to notice. “Come on, dinner’s almost ready. Lila made chicken.” We moved to the dining table. Ryder sat across from me. Mom sat at the head. The food was simple — roasted chicken, rice, and steamed vegetables. We ate quietly at first. Normal things. Mom asked about the ranch. Ryder answered in short sentences. I mostly listened, pushing rice around my plate. After a while, Mom turned to me. “Lila, can you excuse me and your uncle for a minute?”

She asked as she slid into the truck’s passenger side while I held her door. “You haven’t lived until you’ve had Mrs. Holcom’s food at her cafe. It’s Reed and Naya’s mom. She’s the best cook in town. I thought we’d start there.” I closed the door and jogged to my side, getting in and closing the door before looking over at her. That night with the Raven witch flooded my mind, the part before we were interrupted, with the first taste of her lips on mine. She must have remembered it too because a glean showed in her eyes.