Page 106 of Now or Never

“Your life is…” He shook his head. “I have no words.”

“If you had words, would they be good words?”

“They’d be words of desperation. I’m crazy in love with you, and you’re a train wreck waiting to happen.”

“Remember when we were kids, and we played choo-choo and I was the tunnel, and you were the train?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, I always wanted to be the train. I don’t think I’m a train wreck waiting to happen. I think I’m finally getting to be the train.”

“Cupcake, you’re one hell of a train.”

“Thanks.”

“In all honesty, I’d rather you went back to being the tunnel,” Morelli said.

“I’m thinking about it. There were some good parts to being the tunnel.”

“And I have some new variations on being the train.”

“If I decide to be the train, do you want to cancel the engagement?” I asked him.

“Actually, it was dinner with your family that had me on the fence about the engagement.”

I punched him in the arm again.

“And the birthday party was the clincher.”

“You got to do yourSaturday Night Feverthing.”

“Yeah, I look hot when I do that. Travolta looks like a pussy compared to me.”

“This is true,” I said.

Morelli looked back at the bullet in the window. “Are you safe here?”

“Yes. I have seven locks on my door and bulletproof glass on my windows, and Ranger monitors the hall.”

“Ranger monitors your hall?”

“You have a Ring doorbell, and I have Ranger.”

“Fair enough. I have to go. I need sleep. I’ll call you later.”

By the time I got to the office the healthy breakfast was a distant memory and I needed a doughnut.

“How was your normal night at your parents’ house?” Lula asked. “Do you have your sanity put back together?”

I almost burst out laughing. “My normal night with my family was completely normal, and my sanity is in good shape.” I took a doughnut from the box on Connie’s desk. “What’s happening here? Anything new?”

“I think we had a no-show at court yesterday, but it hasn’t come through yet,” Connie said. “No new videos from Hoodie.”

“I have a couple errands to run this morning,” I said. “I have to pick up a fruit basket from Jug Produce and deliver it to Harry. I need the address for his office on Beryl Street.”

Connie wrote the address on a scrap of paper and handed it to me.

“I need to include a note with the basket,” I said. “Do we have any note cards?”

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