“Yes! You finally see the light!” Reagan threw her arms around Luna “And it is good.”
Luna laughed. “Slow down, woman, it’s not like I’m marrying him tomorrow.”
“Oh, well, maybe not tomorrow, but you need to get on that immediately. The man is smitten with a capital S.”
“I know, but, for fuck’s sake, we just started dating on Friday.”
Reagan waved her hand. “It’s not the same at all. You practically lived in his pocket all through college. You saw each other nonstop. He was your platonic boyfriend or some shit, but all that is over now!”
“I’m glad you’re so enthusiastic about it.” Luna nibbled on her thumbnail. Who could she confide in if not her best friend who’d gone through the same issue? “I could use some pointers about the family, though.”
“Oh.” Reagan sobered. “Well, I didn’t go with Hudson at first when he went home. He told them he was seeing someone, and they got all excited until he told them I ain’t no debutante.” The word sounded funny to Luna as Reagan pronounced it in her thick southern accent.
“That didn’t go over well, did it?” Luna knew it hadn’t; Reagan walked out in the middle of dinner with Hudson on her heels, and he hadn’t spoken to his parents since. He refused to unless they apologized. No one was holding their breath.
“They hated me, yeah. They made no effort to get to know me, they pissed all over my profession. They weren’t happy when Hudson said he wanted to be a teacher, so being involved with someone studying to be a teacher was probably the proverbial straw. They are awful humans, though, and the Healys aren’t that bad.”
“I don’t know about that.” Luna chewed on her lip as she thought about it.
“They really aren’t, you’ll see.”
“The problem is, Davis was finally promoted, and I don’t want them to be so mad at him for choosing me, that they use whatever faults they see in me as an excuse to fire him.”
Reagan chuckled. “That’s so many words to process at one time.”
Luna was getting worked up about it. That tended to happen every time she considered her future with Davis. “Okay, but you know what I mean.”
“Yeah, I do, but you don’t actually think they’ll fire him over his choice in a girlfriend?”
Luna thought again of what Sophia had said to her. Essentially, it was exactly that. “Well, they don’t want him to be with anyone that might be looking to attach themselves to his wealth, and there’s no way to know that for a fact unless the woman happens to be independently wealthy.”
“That’s just not what I think will happen. What does Davis think?” Reagan asked.
“Davis, the eternal optimist? He’s too busy fucking me six ways from Sunday to care what his parents might think.”
“Hot damn.” Reagan clapped her hands, a huge grin on her face. “We all have to get together. I know, I see the frown, but it’ll be fine. Hudson doesn’t hate Davis, not the way Grant hates him,” Reagan laughed.
“It sure seems like it.” Every time the four of them interacted, Hudson and Davis fought.
“Naw, he just always thought Davis should leave you alone to make your own choices without him hovering.”
Luna frowned. “Davis never hovered.”
“Um, yeah he did, but in the best way.”
“Like he was stalking me or something and Hudson needed to save me by being rude to him?” Alex was the one to step in last Christmas and set Hudson straight, but it didn’t mean they got along any better.
“Or something. But since you’re together now, essentially that means Davis was right all along.” Reagan laughed at that idea. “Okay, and he hated him at first because I made it look like Davis and I were dating.”
Luna’s face registered shock. “When was this?”
“Back when I was so hot for teacher but trying to convince myself what an asshole he was. He was torn over following the rules and fucking the rules—and me—and it wasn’t working well for either of us. The three of us went for pizza and I let Davis hug me and whisper in my ear. He was talking about you, but Hudson didn’t know that. So there’s a mixture of him thinking Davis was my boyfriend and thinking he needed to protect you from Davis’s advances. He doesn’t hate him, though, honestly.”
“Um.” Luna wasn’t sure what to say to that.
Reagan laughed. “I know. I assured Hudson that Davis has always been all about you, but the resentment lingered for a while. Then I guess he felt ganged up on because Grant loves Davis and vice versa. Doesn’t help that Grant kept trying to push me toward Davis.”
“Why didn’t you tell me any of this?”
