Chapter 15.04

On Sunday, we had lunch at my place. Luckily, after swimming, we both had a good appetite.

In the afternoon, we went to his place to play video games.

“When will the pool be finished here? Do you know?” Brian asked.

“Jenny said in the fall when we come back,” I said. “Unfortunately, I’ll have to spend a day in the gym.”

“I won’t even ask,” he laughed. “She’s definitely going to torture you.”

By the time I got home, Jenny had already arrived and was unpacking.

“I missed you,” I said, wrapping my arms around her. “How did the meeting go?”

“Well,” she said. “They signed the contract.”

“What contract?” I asked, curious.

“Last week, an older couple wanted to buy a hotel, and today they finalized the details.”

“What hotel?” I asked.

“I don’t know—some small countryside hotel,” she said, turning to me. “You’ve probably been there.” She teased.

“Very funny,” I said before kissing her.

“Guess what,” she said. “I got a message on my phone—someone at the store was looking for Amber.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Yeah, apparently she has a very charming little brother,” she laughed. “Any ideas?”

“Depends—have you talked to Amber yet?” I smiled.

“Yes, I put the pieces together pretty quickly,” she laughed. “Amber messaged first, saying the store looked great, and then Tina sent the message.”

“You’re not going to rat me out, are you?” I asked.

“No, but I was thinking of inviting her to our wedding,” she teased.

“You have to say yes first,” I whispered against her lips.

“You have to propose first,” she countered, teasing me with her mouth.

“You have to let me go into a store first,” I said, refusing to back down.

“You have to get my opinion first,” she shot back.

“Damn,” I laughed. “I can’t think of anything.”

“That’s how it is, Messyhair,” she laughed and set the table for the dinner.

“I love you, smart one.” I helped her.

“Tina isn’t what you think,” Jenny noted during dinner. “She runs the store really well and has great insights. I’m really glad I chose her.”

“Then I’m glad,” I said. “And nothing else matters.”

“Amber said I should give her a bonus for handling you all so well,” Jenny laughed. “I’ll be passing by tomorrow, so I’ll just say the month went well. Did you like the food?” she asked while washing the dishes.

“Yes,” I said. “Though Brian and I ended up eating it—Dad wanted to go to a restaurant instead.” That was a sudden excuse, but it worked.

“I figured,” she said. “There weren’t enough utensils in the drying rack.” She really noticed everything—I loved that about her.

“Well, Babe,” I said, stepping behind her, “there’s a bag in the bedroom with two pieces of clothing. Wear them in good health next week.”

“Which days, Messyhair?” she asked, turning around.

“Let’s say tomorrow and Uncle Steve’s day.” I said, settling into my chair and pulling her onto my lap.

“Then I’ll pick those days for you too,” she replied, sitting sideways and ruffling my hair.”We’re meeting everyone at Paul’s on Saturday anyway.”

“Alright, Babe. What do I get?” I asked, turning her to face me.

“You’ll find out tomorrow morning,” she laughed as my hands slid across her perfect curves.

“And what do I get?” she asked back, kissing my neck.

“You’ll see,” I whispered into her ear. “But until then…” I let the moment carry us away. “…you don’t need to wear anything.”