Next was my mom.
Mom: Just seeing how the kitchen is going! Is it finished yet?
Me: Not yet! I think a few more weeks.
Mom: Keep us posted! We’re excited to see it! In the meantime, if you’re in need of a sitter anytime soon… we miss our grandson and would love to have him for a night or two.
That made me smile. My parents were the best. God, Jake and I were lucky to have them in our lives.
Me: LOL I’ll see what I can do. Talk soon! Love you!
Mom: Talk soon. Love you,too!
Finally, I opened Gabe’s message.
Gabe: Do you and Jake want to go to Brayden’s game tonight? It starts at 5:30. We can grab a pizza afterwards.
Brayden had mentioned it last night and invited me to go watch him play.
Me: That sounds fun. I’ll finish up here, then go grab Jake. Do I need to bring a blanket or anything?
I knew our lacrosse field didn’t have bleachers.
Gabe: I’ll have chairs for you and Jake. Just bring yourselves.
Me: Thanks. I’ll talk to you soon! Love you!
I hit send just as I reread the message and realized what I’d written.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Chapter Sixty-Five
Gabe
I blinked at what she’d written.
Love you.
Gretchen loves me?
If I were being honest, I think I loved her, too.
I was in the middle of typing back, “love you, too,” when my phone rang. It was her.
“Hello?”
“Before you go freaking out, I didn’t mean anything by that.” She didn’t let me get a word in while she continued on. “I’d just got done texting my mom and Laura and had closed with ‘love you,’ so it was a complete slip of the fingers to type that to you.”
Well, that wasn’t exactly what I was hoping she’d say. Thank god she’d called before I’d sent my return text.
I forced a chuckle.
“I’m not freaking out. I knew you didn’t mean anything by that. We agreed this was just until your Mr. Right or my Mrs. Right came along.”
Except, why did it feel like I was talking to my Mrs. Right?
“Or you finished my cabinets,” she clarified.