Page 40 of Love Is Brewing

He hit the button.

“Wow,” he said. “You understood what I was saying.”

“My turn,” she said. “Got it.”

He’d never been with anyone who understood when he did things like that.

Hell, even his siblings didn’t get him half the time.

“Yep,” he said. “Your turn. Can I ask what you were doing at the jail? Or you can’t tell me, huh?”

“A misunderstanding and charges dropped,” she said.

“You’re growling,” he said. “I wish I could see it.”

But the light had turned green and he turned to head home and she was going straight to her place. Not that he’d seen it or knew exactly where she lived, but they were heading in opposite directions.

“No,” she said. “You don’t want to see it. Let’s say a young officer who was provided proof of what was going on refused to believe it. He was overzealous to get an arrest and he’s lucky that we aren’t going after him.”

“Oh boy,” he said. “Not to tell you how to do your job or anything.”

“I know,” she said. “Small towns. I didn’t say that to the officer, but I sure the hell wanted to. My client was young and scared. I’m just glad that she found my name and called.”

“On a Sunday?” he asked.

“We’ve got a hotline,” she said. “I didn’t expect it to be used much around here.”

“Guess you’re going to find otherwise,” he said. “Glad it worked out.”

“It did,” she said. “Is it a safe bet to say you’re working today?”

“I’m not working now,” he said. “On my way home.”

“I hadn’t planned on working,” she said.

“Doing laundry?” he asked.

“Nope,” she said. “I got it finished yesterday. I was channel surfing and telling myself it’s okay to take a day off. That I don’t need to always work. I know things are going to get busier and that I should take advantage of it now.”

“Good for you,” he said.

“Is that sarcasm?” she asked.

“No,” he said. “Just saying it's good you recognized it. I had the pleasure of talking to my mother earlier. Actually my sister to find out when she was coming tomorrow. Then my mother got on the phone. I asked her when the record was going to break on the get-a-life lecture.”

She laughed. “I talked to my mother today too. We had a different conversation. Seems Ben ratted me out on the date.”

Since she was laughing he would not take offense to it. “What did Ben say?”

“Not much at all. My mother would get the information from me.”

“So you told her about me?”

He was surprised. He hadn’t done the same with his mother after just two dates.

“I did,” she said. “She wanted to know how we met. I made her swear not to tell my brother Matt. He won’t let me live it down that I tapped your bumper.”

“I barely felt it,” he said. “Can I confess something?”

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