“But is he, though?” Her voice is full of doubt. “Sounds like you enjoyed the view of his ass at least once in your life.” Now she's just teasing me.
However, the image of the video plays in my head. The part when he pinned my arms above my head against the mattress, and then a flicker of the scene from last night when his eyes landed on me as I watched. Heat runs through my body, but I shake it off.
My signature unimpressed look appears, which only makes Piper chuckle more. “Must we remind me of the error of my ways?”
Piper smiles. “I’m sorry. You're right. What else has Spencer done?”
“So, after imprisoning me in his house due to his lack of understanding for how his damn phone works, I get another surprise this morning.”
“Ooh, mysterious. What could it be?” Piper looks at Gracie with a funny face.
I slide my coffee cup to the side. “Spencer is a father, apparently. A little girl just magically ran into the kitchen when I was attempting to make my crepes as a form of stress relief.”
Piper’s face turns serious, with her eyes darting in my direction, and clearly, she is studying me. Her lack of words makes it obvious.
“You knew?!”
Piper slowly nods.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I wonder.
Piper pulls Gracie close to soothe her by stroking her cute little baby hair with her hand. “It’s not my story to share. Besides, up until yesterday, I thought you and Spencer couldn’t be within a foot of one another, so I assumed you would be the last person he would want to know.”
I open my mouth but struggle to get words out until they fall off my tongue. “Now that explains why he looks like a pro at holding Gracie in the photo you sent in the family chat group.”
Piper’s brow raises, and I can see a smirk that wants to spread on her lips. “Oh, so you noticed that.”
Sighing, I blow out a breath. “The man doesn’t have many positives going for him, so the very minimal pluses are noticeable. I’m slightly confused, where is Hadley's mother in all of this?”
Piper’s face turns saddened. “Not my story to tell,” she reminds me.
My little cousin reaches her chubby little hand out for me. Piper offers Gracie to me, and I’m quick to shake my head no.
“You know I’m not great with kids.”
“You are fine with kids,” she corrects me.
My lips quirk out, and I lean into my hand on my propped elbow. “I guess I have no option, as my new roommate comes with a pint-sized girl in a tutu. Oh, crap!” I throw my hands into the air and quickly grab my phone from my jacket pocket.
“What now?”
I find Spencer’s name in a chat conversation. “I was in such a shocked state that I quickly changed and left. I forgot Pickles. See? I can’t even take care of my own dog!” I’m horrified, I never forget him.
Me
Uhm, I think Pickles may need to go outside. Sorry, I forgot to bring him with me.
I drop my head into both my hands. I feel like a hot mess.
“Did something else happen? You seem a bit flustered or out of sorts.”
I may have watched your neighbor come last night.
I look at Piper like she's crazy. “The last twenty-four hours have been a whirlwind. Oh my God, I didn’t even mention about the general store yesterday. I was there stocking up on supplies when I ran into Jett.”
“Jeff’s brother?”
“Yeah, and he made sure to let me know that Jeff is now engaged, because clearly, he found someone suitable,” I say, sarcastic.
