Page 107 of Love Unforgettable
“Because . . .”
I raise my eyebrows at her again, we are fast making a habit of her saying nonsense and me questioning why.
“I don’t know why,” she says. “But you can’t. And don’t look at me like that.”
“Who you plannin’ to take, then?”
“No one.”
“Unacceptable.”
“Fine. You can go if you really want to. But I’d rather that you didn’t,” she says.
“Well, that right there, sweetness, is an invitation that I just can’t say no to.”
“Yes, on the tux.”
“Does that mean you’ll be wearin’ a fancy dress?”
“Yes.” She has a sour look on her face.
“Will there be dancing?”
“Probably.”
“So, you’re excited about getting all dressed up, receiving an award, and spending an evening drinking and dancing with me then?”
“I guess.”
“Great, I look forward to it too.” I keep my voice positive. “Now, I’ve got to get back to the ranch. I mostly came to find out if I can see you later.”
“I’d like that.” she replies. Her voice back to light and happy.
“I’ll call you later.” I give her a quick kiss, and then another, then head out. I see Mavis is at the tasting bar as I walk through the room to leave. So, I go over to say hello before leaving. Just in time to hear the tail end of her conversation with Courtney, where Courtney is telling her all about the award Lexie is receiving.
So much for Lexie keeping all this quiet. Once Mavis knows, the rest of the world knows too. She’s got a ten-gallon mouth, that one does.
“Why, Miss Mavis, you are just as pretty as a picture,” I lean over and kiss her on the cheek.
“Ah, Cole, such a goodboychik. You see mybubalanow?”
“I did, indeed. And I will be seeing her later as well.”
“Is about time you move fast, so slow before you two. Suchshtuss. Nonsense, I tell you.Oy.”
“Well, I do apologize for that. I will make sure to move faster in the future. In fact, I’m escorting her to the aforementioned awards ceremony this weekend.”
“L’chaim,” she says loudly and raises her glass.
“But she’d like to keep in on the down low, if you know what I mean. So, she doesn’t want too many people to know, or us to make a big deal out of it.”
“Suchmishegas.”
“Is that good?” I ask.
“Is nonsense,” she says.
“Oh, okay. Well, just keep it to yourself anyway. And with that, I’ll leave you ladies to it. Miss Courtney, Miss Mavis, have a good day, the both of you.”
