Tru nodded. “That sounds fun.”
I put away the application and got out the coloring book.
Tru and I colored while Spencer was on his laptop, wearing his slutty little glasses, occasionally adding things to our conversation.
Sweet baby Jesus, that man was going to make a great dad. Yeah, maybe I’d have three babies. Evan would get his first, because of what the doctor said about male omegas being good at making babies and getting my hormones going. Then Wes, and then Spencer.
While I’d take twins, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to carry Spencer’s enormous identical triplets.
“Hey, Babycakes. Heard you want to work with me this summer?” Riley came in.
“Riley! We’ll have the funnest project!” Tru bounced as she carefully colored in a picture of fish.
“Oh, absolutely. Maybe my friend Hiro can be on the project with us? You’ll like him. He enjoys using math to make models to predict things,” Riley replied, grabbing a coloring sheet and joining us.
“That sounds good.” Tru reached for the green. “But can Creed please be on another project? He’s really bossy. Verity is bossy, but it’s mom-bossy. Creed’s just brother-bossy.”
“We’ll see,” I chuckled, coloring in a hedgehog. “I don’t know if Creed got in either.”
Did I want him to get the job? Maybe? It might be nice to get to know him away from everyone else. Same with Verity and Mercy. Maybe I could plan a little girls' trip with Verity.
“How was whale watching?” I asked.
“A lot of fun.” Riley started coloring a sheet with flowers on it.
“I brought food.” Wes came in and gave me a kiss. “Tru, how would you like a brownie sundae? It’s only a little melted.”
Brownie sundaes for dinner? But I didn’t tell him what to get her.
“Ooh, thank you.” Tru’s eyes lit up.
“Did you get some… rest?” Evan came in and kissed me.
“We did.” I grinned.
“Jett and Bren went back to the hotel,” Wes added. “Bren is having more work drama.”
We cleared off the table so that Spencer and I could eat. Spencer even climbed out of bed and sat with us.
Tru dug into her sundae, which looked delicious. Not that my salmon with mashed potatoes and mushroom gravy wasn’t tasty.
She and Riley started talking about skate smash. Apparently, Tru played in the little kid league, which had very different rules to make it safer.
“Hi, everyone.” Verity entered, carrying a paper gift bag.
“Verity, this is so good.” Tru, who had chocolate on her face, pointed to her almost-finished ice cream with her plastic spoon.
“It looks really tasty. Everyone was worried about you.” Like what seemed usual for Verity, she was dressed in crisp pastels, with her accessories and makeup perfect.
Tru shrugged. “Chance knew I went to turn in my application.”
“She’s applying for the summer internship program at Compass BioTek,” I explained to Verity.
“That makes sense. I could have helped you.” Verity frowned.
“I wanted to be a big girl and do it myself. Bite?” Tru offered Verity a spoonful.
“Oh, that is delicious. Grace, I made you cake pops.” She handed me the bag, which had ribbons on the handles.
