Rowan did what she said. If he didn’t, she’d just call him that way.
“I’m not joking,” he said when she answered.
“Say it again so I can see if you’re smirking or not.”
His mother knew all his tells. “Saylor went back to Iowa to finish her last two weeks of work and then she’s packing and moving to California.”
“Damn. Your brother was right.”
“Which one?” he asked.
“West. He called this, but no one believed it.”
He should have figured. Though he wasn’t as close to West as some of his other siblings, it felt as if his oldest brother knew the signs with him too.
Could have come from West having to play the father to them all.
“He was right.”
“Is Saylor going to work? This won’t be one of those things she’s living with you and off of you, is it?”
“It’s not your business if that is the case,” he said. “But she put in to get her license in California several days ago. She didn’t have her laptop with her with her resume on it, but she’s going toapply for jobs this week. I doubt she’ll have any problem getting something lined up.”
He didn’t care if she took a few weeks off. Seemed someone who worked as hard as she deserved it.
But her lack of medical insurance worried her, even though her coverage lasted until the end of January.
He’d make sure she was fine, but she’d said she had plenty of money in the bank and would pay for COBRA until she got a job.
She actually hadn’t seemed too worried about finding employment.
He didn’t want her stressed out, but he knew how stubborn she was when it came to him paying for anything.
They hadn’t even talked much about his life here. She said she didn’t want to know too much because it could scare her off.
He wasn’t sure what she meant by that, but knew it was different with her.
Someone who was used to working fifty to sixty hours a week on second shift.
She didn’t have much of a life and didn’t have a problem with it.
Guess those were some things they were going to have to talk about in a few weeks.
“I don’t think she will,” his mother said. “And you’ll make a few calls if you think it’s a problem. Right?”
He sighed. “I said that. She didn’t care too much for it. I’d like her to get a job close to me if possible. She is most likely going to be working second or third shift.”
“How is that going to work? You won’t see much of each other.”
“I work a lot too,” he said. “We’ll figure it out. It might be for the best anyway. No one should spend too much time together at first.”
“You just spent a week with her alone. If you’re saying that now, I’m worried there will be issues.”
He rolled his eyes. “No issues. Or I don’t see them. Maybe she does.”
“Do you know why?”
He shrugged. He wouldn’t share all his conversations with his mother. He was telling her more than he thought he would.
