“Theo, can I call you back later? Liv’s here.” Matt was only expecting one person tonight, so it had to be her at the door.
“Yeah, sure, but before you go, is Liv the woman you were photographed with in Virginia?”
Matt exited the kitchen and walked down the hallway. “No. That was Evie. She’s Adam’s girlfriend, not mine.”
“I didn’t think you were involved with her. She’s not your type.”
He didn’t think he had a type.
“I told Brianna I couldn’t see you dating anyone with a child.”
Whether a woman had a child or not wouldn’t matter to him. If Theo thought it would, Matt wouldn’t waste his time correcting him, especially since it was a moot point. He wasn’t involved with Evie or anyone else, for that matter. He hadn’t been in a relationship in months.
“Evie isn’t Reagan’s mom. Call Adam. He’ll explain everything.” Even if he had the time, it wasn’t his place to share the recent developments in their cousin’s life.
“Will do. Talk to you later.”
Matt shoved his phone back into his pocket and opened the door just as another bolt of lightning streaked across the sky.
“Come on in.” The overhang protected Liv from the full onslaught of the rain, but she was still getting wet.
“Sorry. I would’ve been here sooner, but the visibility is terrible tonight. I pulled over twice because I couldn’t see anything.” She handed him the car keys and the plastic bags she’d carried in with her. “After the party, I stopped at the restaurant and got you some dinner.”
Judging by the size of the bags, she had gotten enough dinner for two or three people. “You didn’t have to do that.”
But I’m glad you did.
Now he didn’t have to worry about either cooking or picking up takeout.
Liv shrugged as she pushed strands of damp hair off her forehead. “I felt bad that you didn’t have a chance to eat earlier. Consider it payment for letting me use your car today.”
“I appreciate it. It looks like you brought enough to last me tonight and tomorrow.”
“I wasn’t sure what you’d want, so I got an assortment of entrees.”
He doubted she’d been able to eat while working, and he wouldn’t mind some company. “Have you eaten yet?”
“It’s on my to-do list when I get home.”
“Why don’t you share this with me, and maybe by the time we’re done, the visibility will be better.”
Liv raked her teeth across her bottom lip before she answered. “It’s probably a good idea if you wait to drive me home.”
Matt took that as a yes and locked the door. “The kitchen is this way.”
“Do you want me to take my shoes off?”
Some people insisted you remove your shoes before stepping past the front door. He wasn’t one of them. Life was too short to worry about such trivial things. “Whatever makes you comfortable.”
After removing her sneakers, Liv left them and her purse by the door, then followed him down the hall to the kitchen.
“This afternoon, you mentioned you’re catering an event tomorrow. You’re welcome to use my car again if you need it. I would’ve called to tell you and saved you the drive here, but I didn’t have your number.”
“If you don’t mind, that would be amazing.”
He could tell by her tone that if he turned around, he’d find a surprised expression on her face.
“Use it for as long as you need to.” Matt placed the bags on the table and gestured toward a chair. “Make yourself at home.”
