Piper gives me a pained look. “Ouch. What did you say?”
I pause for a moment when I recall what happened. I slowly take a sip of coffee and set it back on the table. “Well, uh, Spencer might have, kind of… you know.” I brush it off.
“I don’t know,” she states plainly.
“He made it look like we were there together. I guess so I don’t look like a pathetic loser, you know.”
A satisfied smirk appears on Piper’s face again. “Really?” Oh gosh, it’s one of those incredibly interestedreallys.
“Can we stop talking about him?”
“You know, Hudson thinks you two would be kind of good together,” Piper points out as she grabs a toy from her bag.
“Hudson is kind of positive about most things.”
My phone pings a sound.
Spencer
Figured. It’s fine. He finally moved when Hadley went outside to play. He doesn’t seem to run far, so I didn’t bother with the leash.
The photo he attached unnerves me for some reason. Pickles is lying on the driveway with his head perked up. Thick chalk crayons are scattered around him, as he is next to Hadley who is drawing.
Oh. Thanks.
I tap my long fingernail on the screen, as I’m just not used to this interaction with Spencer. It takes some getting used to.
“So, what’s the plan for while you're hiding out in Lake Spark? Babysit your favorite baby?” She sounds hopeful.
“No. But I will accompany her if her mother is present.” I smile sweetly.
Piper shuffles in her seat. “But seriously, what are you going to do?”
“Actually, the only bonus of this situation is that Spencer has an amazing kitchen, so I can practice all my recipes. Maybe I’ll start that blog I keep talking about.”
“That’s a great idea!”
“Yeah, figured that I should probably start a new career chapter soon. My mother’s daily texts are starting to sound concerned.” I lean back in my chair.
Piper is now shaking a little rattle. “When I talked to Catherine last night, I played dumb and said the last I heard from you was that you had a date with some doctor, which got her a little excited.”
“It really sucks my mom is your sister-in-law. I sometimes wonder if your loyalty has changed,” I say, entertained.
“Nah, you have my full loyalty. I haven’t even mentioned this situation to Hudson yet, but that is pure luck. I would never break news before a game. But after the game…” She rolls her eyes.
I wave her notion off. “He is the least of my worries.”
“So, are you ready to head backhome?” Piper flashes her eyes at me.
Looking into my empty cup of coffee, I growl a sound. “Guess I can’t hide forever. Besides, I wanted to make pasta from scratch, and that’s time consuming.”
“I won’t hear you screaming at Spencer from across the street?”
“No.”
“Good. You never know what will happen.”
“Nothing.” I stand and grab my jacket from the back of the chair. I can tell Piper doesn’t believe me, but we don’t talk about it, as we are too busy getting Gracie bundled up and into her stroller. Piper is going to check on her boutique where she sells pajamas and lingerie.
