I blink slowly at her accusation. “I’m sarcastic and funny.”
She tilts her head back and forth. “Bratty.”
I just sigh, giving up on disagreeing with her. We eat our snacks in comfortable silence. Andy dips down to give Honey a few pats, kissing all over her face as she usually does. Everyone’s in love with my dog. Rightfully so. Honey is perfect, the one plus side to this epilepsy stuff. One of my father’s stipulations to living alone had been a service dog. At first it had pissed me off, but once I had Honey in my arms, I was thrilled.
“How’s Ethan?” I ask after demolishing two pumpkin muffins.
Andy lifts her head with a frown. “Still in the Navy.”
Now, it’s my turn to be exasperated. “Andy.”
She stands after giving Honey one final kiss to her nose. “He’s still on tour. I think he’ll be back around Christmas. Hopefully.”
“What are the plans for when he gets back?”
“Make a baby probably.”
I wrinkle my nose and gag. “Gross.”
Andy punches my shoulder. “As if you wouldn’t love to hold a little Andy. Number one babysitter.”
Andy flits away to go about her day, once again leaving me alone with just Honey. Although, I guess I’m never alone if I have Honey. I curl up on the couch with a full stomach, warm mug of coffee, and Honey tucked against my side. Ready to spend the day binging reality television.
My phone lights up where it lies on my sofa. A smile forms on my lips just at the sight of Jackson’s name. Trouble, I’m in serious trouble.
Jackson
I assume you made it through the night?
Sorry to disappoint
Yourself?
I do have a death wish
Not when I’m around
*throws up*
Do you have plans next weekend?
Not as of right now
Well, now you do.
Seriously? You can’t just tell me what to do.
asked if you had plans, you said no, so now I’m telling you that you have plans. Simple as that, punk.
Fine
Don’t sound so eager, calm down…
You are VERY annoying
You like me
Whoever said that
