“Bald spot as big as a saucer? Beady eyes? Face like a weasel?”
“That’s disturbingly accurate.”
“Yep, that’s him.”
“Ok, but, why do you call him Tall Steve.The guy’s not even 6 foot.”
“True, but he has a solid foot on Short Steve,” Elaine answers.
“Short Steve? Wait, there’s a Short Steve?” Simon seems genuinely surprised.
“Of course. But he left the company three or four years ago,” I explain.
Simon and Ev look at us speculatively, but I roll my eyes. “Everyone knows the worst nicknames are the ones most likely to stick.”
“You make a good point.” Ev concedes. It’s the first time he’s really spoken to me since he dropped that bombshell about being in charge in the bedroom. “So, as far as this morning sickness hell goes, how can we help? I just did a quick google search, and it sounds brutal.”
“Well, we have a bunch of wedding appointments scheduled for the next few weeks. And I’m not really fit for company right now, so…”
“And I’m sticking close to home. So, would you mind going to the next few weeks’ worth of appointments for us, like you did today? Oh,how did it go with Lori?” Simon asks.
Ev and I share a look before he says, “Great. Her work is incredible. The folder with all the info you need is on top of the bag filled with Tall Steve’s reams of paper.”
“Fantastic, thanks.”
“And, listen, of course Molly and I are happy to help in any way we can.”
Elaine arches a brow at Ev’s coupling of our names, and I know I’ll have some ‘splaining to do. My best friend misses nothing.
“Elaine, you’re a gorgeous creature, but you look beat.” I give her a gentle squeeze and say my goodbyes.
“Yeah, we should probably head out.” Ev agrees. And dammit, he’s doing it again! He and I are not a we!
“No need to walk us out, Simon,” I assure him, as he begins to stand. “Take care of E and the wee nugget.”
“Will do.” He smiles.
We round the car and settle in; I’m still in the driver’s seat. Well, the actual driver’s seat. Metaphorically, I’m pretty sure Ev has the upper hand right now.
So, I decide to reclaim the reins.
“What was with all that ‘we’ shit back there?” I question, as we roll toward the interstate that will take us back to Chesapeake Shores.
“Caught that, did you?” He smirks.
“Uh, yeah. And so did your sister.”
“Big deal.”
“Says you. She’s not going to question you about your sexual escapades.”
“Jesus. Let’s stop this conversation before it goes any further. And while we’re at it, I propose a truce.”
“Really? How magnanimous of you.”
“I think it’s ridiculous that you’re pissy with me just because you’re sexually attracted to me, Molly. I’m hard as fuck for you right now, but I’m not pissy. Not even mildly annoyed. Nope.”
Hard as??? I take the exit and pull off into the parking lot of a Burger King. I put this dream of a car in Park and turn toward Everett. “What did you just say?”
