She glances up, then arches her brow. I guess that means she went back to the store. I say nothing. “How do you want your eggs? You’ve got two choices, scrambled or scrambled.”
I laugh at that. “Scrambled, please.”
“Perfect.”
In no time, I’ve got a heaping plate of eggs, bacon, and a toasted English muffin. “Coffee?”
“Oh, yeah.”
“What time did you get back from work?”
“Around midnight.”
“Everything okay?” she asks, and I get the feeling the question is about more than my job.
“All good.” I smile, but then I get serious. “I’m sorry about yesterday. I was a real prick to you.”
“You were tired.”
“Yeah, but that’s no excuse.”
“No, not really, but I understand. I’m a lot to deal with. I mean, I invited myself down here and expected you to jump through hoops. I’m sorry.”
“I wanted you to visit.”
“Did you?”
“Yes.” I still do. Hell, I want her to stay, but I can’t ask her that. I take a bite of egg and chew, trying to think what I should say next. “What do you want to do today?”
“Nothing.”
“Nothing?”
“I want you to go about your day like I’m not here.”
“What the fuck are you talking about, Matilda? You are here. I invited you. Let’s go do something.”
“I know nothing about Texas. I’ve exhausted my ideas with the flea market.” She frowns at that.
I guess I ruined that too. “We could go back to the flea market. It’s happening all weekend.”
“No, thanks.”
Now who’s the grumpy one? She’s in a bad mood—something I’ve never seen before. I can’t say I like it much, but everyone is entitled to bad days. Maybe especially Matilda.
“I read about some kind of outdoor film festival in Austin tonight. Film Noir or something like that. Is that something that interests you?”
Her eyes just doubled in size, which means I’m on to something.
“Let me grab my phone. I’ll tell you about it.”
“Sure.” She shrugs. “If you want.”
Grabbing my phone off my dresser, I look up the information as I walk back to the living room. “Here it is. Tonight’s movies areThe Lady from Shanghaiat 7:00 andI Love Troubleat 9:15.” I scan the information and read on. “It says to bring chairs or a blanket and a picnic basket to watch movies under the stars.” I look up at a smiling Matilda.
“That sounds fun. Can we do that?”
“Of course. We’ll need to go out and pick up some gear. I don’t have chairs or a picnic basket.”
