Page 91 of Heartbeats & Highways

“I don’t have any idea what that means.”

“It means Jazz wants to be wined and dined, but Homer wants to rush through all the steps of dating and just be in a committed relationship. But Jazz also doesn’t seem like she’s going to make him wait long either.”

The eggs were cooked, and I used the spatula to spoon them onto two plates and set the bigger pile in front of Savage. “Juice?”

“Sure.”

I opened the fridge. “So can I talk to you about something?”

“Shoot.”

I poured him a glass and then another for myself. “What are we going to do about my living situation?”

“What do you mean?”

I gestured to the apartment. “This is a transition place, for women in need. I should move out and find something else. Something more permanent.”

“Ah.”

“There’s one issue with that, though,” I said.

“Which is?”

“Money. As in, I don’t have any. I mean, I havea littlefrom the few fights I worked before you got me fired. And as much as I love working at Three Kings it’s not gonna cut it. Not for rent, a car, and all the baby stuff I’m going to need for twins.”

Savage picked up his fork and took a bite of his eggs. “These are good.”

“Thanks.”

He continued to eat, looking completely nonplussed.

“Are you going to say anything?”

“Eat your eggs. Protein is good for you and the babies.”

“Savage . . .”

“I already bought a car for us, so you don’t have to worry about that.”

“Yeah.” I nodded slowly. “Technically I guess you did, but I don’t drive it and it’s not really?—”

“You’re on the title,” he interrupted. “It’s your car.”

“Seriously?”

“Yup.”

“Well, that’s news to me.” I took a sip of my juice.

“Don’t worry about rent, either. I’ll cover it. We’ll start looking for a place that’s big enough for the four of us when you’re ready, okay?”

I shook my head. “Not okay.”

“Why not? Are you worried about us living together?” He smirked. “Hate to break it to you, but we already live together. I moved in without you even noticing.”

“I noticed—and it’s not that. It’s . . .”

“Tell me.”

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