“Oh, right, you told me that last night. I’ll let you go.”
“It’s fine. I have a few minutes,” she blurted and immediately cringed at her eagerness to stay on the line.Show a little self-control, girl.“How was work?”
“Had two guys call out, so busier than usual. How about you?”
“Quiet. My bride from hell has decided Cassie is her new victim, so she left me alone most of the day.”
His deep chuckle echoed through the line. Roxanne had filled him in on Melody Rollins during a late night in his shop. They’d had a few of those. Jonah would work, and she’d hang out. They weren’t the most exciting dates, but they’d become her favorite.
“I should let you go. You still up for taking a ride with me to check out some materials? I can pick you up tomorrow around six.”
“Can you swing by my office? I have a client who needs to pick up some paperwork.”
“Yeah, I’ll see you at six.”
“See you then.” She tapped her screen with excitement swarming in her belly. She’d spent close to every other day, and some nights, with Jonah since their first date. Surely, getting butterflies would’ve died down.Not yet.
She spun around to find all the girls standing in the doorway. She should’ve known. Roxanne eyed the women and narrowed her gaze.
“Really? Eavesdropping?”
“How else are we going to get our information if you won’t tell us?” Emory scowled.
Roxanne rolled her eyes and started toward them, but Cassie stepped in front of the group and pointed to the couches.
“Sit! I’ll bring in the drinks and food. Then you’ll tell us everything.”
Sadie giggled and raised her hand. “And I have a lot of questions, so we’re going to be here a while.”
Roxanne expected nothing less. While the girls headed into the kitchen to retrieve the snacks, Roxanne made her way to the recliner. It was only fitting she take the only single chair centered in the room. She’d probably be answering questions as if she were on trial.
Emory sat at the end of the couch, directly next to her, eyeing her carefully.
“Tell me you’re sleeping with him,” she demanded.
Of course, that would be at the top of her list for inquiries.
“I’m sleeping with him.”
“Gah!” Emory slapped the arm of the chair, grinning like she’d just won the lottery. “I knew it. I knew you’d get together. I might’ve even secretly prayed for it.”
“You prayed for me to hook up with him?” Even for Emory, it was a little over the top.
“Don’t pass judgment on what I discuss with God.”
Roxanne snorted, shaking her head. This would be a long night. She had to set boundaries, knowing their questions would be intrusive—especially Emory’s.
Cassie and Sadie walked into the living room, balancing the snacks and drinks, and set up everything on the coffee table.
“We have to wait for Kenzie. She should be here any minute,” Sadie said.
Roxanne took a sip of her beer but felt eyes on her. She angled her head, looking over at her best friend. Emory smiled, staring at Roxanne.
“What?” Roxanne asked.
“Your kids are going to be ridiculously good-looking.”
The girls burst out laughing just as Kenzie walked in, glancing between all the women.
