“I do have to do an errand though.”
Chapter twenty-four
Gwyneth’s knitting needles clicked as she knit and rocked. “Morgaine, are you sure a sweater is enough of a gift?”
“It is if you knit it with your own hands.”
“I love the black wool we got, and the pattern is nice, but I haven’t knit anything for a few years. Last knittin’ I did was a flask cozy for Dwayne.”
Morgaine chuckled. “A cozy for his booze?”
Gwyneth pouted. “It’s what he wanted. The metal flask got cold in winter.”
Morgaine had all she could do to hold her laughter in. Dwayne was still a sore spot for Gwyneth.
Suddenly, Gwyneth brightened and sat up straighter. “I know what Nathanreallywants. Yeah, that’ll do it.” She fell silent and returned to her knitting but sported a satisfied smile.
“Uh oh. What are you thinking?”
“None of your beeswax. It’s personal.”
“What? A blow job?”
Gwyneth gasped. Morgaine waited for the indignant denial, but to her surprise her cousin asked, “Have y’all learned to read minds now?”
Morgaine slapped a hand over her mouth but lost the battle and guffawed.
Gwyneth stopped knitting and leaned forward with her eyebrows scrunched. “What?”
Morgaine waved away the giggles. “Nothing. It’s a great gift. Any man would be thrilled, especially one who loves you so much.” An unexpected sadness came over her.
Gwyneth noticed her mood change. “What is it, cousin?”
“I just wonder if Sly loves me that much. He seemed so shocked that I’d want to be with him forever. I thought that’s what commitment was all about.”
“Oh, sugar… Y’all are lookin’ at this all wrong. I thought me and Chad explained it to you already.”
“You did. I just wasn’t quite in agreement.”
At that moment a knock sounded on the door. “I’ll get it,” Morgaine said.
“Thanks, I know it’s my apartment and all, but I’m all comfortable and covered with yarn, so I’d be much obliged.”
Morgaine opened the door and was surprised to see Sly standing there.
“Hi, hon. You’re just the one I wanted to see.”
How did he know she was here at Gwyneth’s place? Oh, yeah. Superhuman hearing.I guess I’ll never know what that’s like.
“Nice to see you, Sly.”
“Why so formal? Is everything all right?”
Gwyneth butt in. “She thinks you don’t love enough to turn her. Personally, I think she’s crazy for wantin’ it, but who am I to judge?”
Morgaine whirled on her. “Gwyneth!”
Sly put his hands in his pockets. “I thought as much. We need to talk.”
