Page 152 of Take My Love
“How do you know it was her?”
“’Cause as soon as I relit the wick, it went out seconds later. I tried a third time and same thing.”
“But she can’t even smell my creamer. It’s in the fridge.”
“Maybe she doesn’t like the smell of your coffee after you add in the creamer. Since you have a few cups each mornin’, the smell probably lingers throughout the house.”
He scrubs a hand through his hair and sighs. “This is nuts.”
I shrug again. “She knows what she doesn’t like.”
“Yeah, well I’d like some flavored creamer in my coffee!” He huffs, throwing up his arms.
“Just put in some half-and-half and sugar like a normal person.”
“Ugh, I might as well drink tar at that rate.”
He walks out of the bedroom, but I can’t help laughing.
Marjorie’s still adjusting to all the changes we’ve made the past few months, but she’ll get used to it.
A few hours later, I emerge from bed and go in search of my own coffee but make a fresh batch. Even though I’m not making soaps right now, I still have admin and marketing things to do, so I grab my laptop and sit on the couch with my mug.
“Hey, we got somethin’ in the mail from Jamie and Jackson,” Silas says when he walks inside.
I didn’t even know he left.
“What is it?”
“Not sure.” He slides his finger through the flap.
We haven’t seen them since the weekend of our double date, but I text with Jamie periodically. Nothing more than ahey, how are yaandwhat’s newmessage.
“Holy shit!” His mouth pops open and he laughs uncontrollably. “I fuckin’ knew it!”
“What?”
He hands it to me with a shit-eating grin.
It’s a Save the Date.
“Oh my God…” My eyes pop out of my head.
“You owe me a hundred bucks, baby!”
“They’re gettin’ married?” I exclaim. “Over my birthday weekend!”
“Yep, in six months. But now that I’m thinkin’ about it, the bet amount should double since they’re engaged already.”
I’m in too much shock to even respond to him.
I have so many questions.
When? How? What did their parents say?
Who made the first move?
When did he propose?
