Page 125 of Love Unforgettable
Chapter 42
Cole
“Oh God,” Lexie cries. “I need to go far, far away. Like to the bathroom. Right now.”
“Let’s go,” Remi says, grabbing her arm and pulling her toward the exit.
“She okay?” I ask Kat.
“She’s coming down with a case of the overshares,” Kat says gravely.
“The over what?” I ask.
Which is when my dad starts laughing.
A lot.
“What’s going on? Momma? Babs?” I look to each of them, but Momma is silently laughing and Babs is drinking.
“They know of theshtupping,” Mavis says, waving her hand at my parents. “Bubalais ayentawhen she . . .” Mavis pantomimes drinking with one free hand and talking with the other.
“Oh, sweetheart,” Momma says to me once she catches her breath. “She is delightful.”
“That one is a spit-fire, for sure,” my dad says. “I like her.”
“Okay, but what happened?” I turn to Kat. “Where did she go?”
“She got a little chatty. About you, and sex, and sex with you, and winning this award, and, well, she didn’t know it was your parents when she was talking. And she got kind of . . . expressive.”
Oh no.
“Should I go to her? Will she come back?”
“She’ll come back. It’s fine. She just has to come to terms with the verbal vomiting that just occurred and then she’ll be fine.”
“Okay. How long will that take?”
Kat shrugs her shoulders in return. “Not sure on that, cowboy. But she’s a big girl, it’s good for her to go through something like this. Experience the ramifications of her actions. You know what I mean?”
“No. That sounds like it was tortuous for her to discover.”
“Eh. Good for her? Tortuous? It’s kind of a tomato/tomahto thing, right?”
The servers begin placing plates at each seat, so I take my chair and wait for Lexie to return.
“Oh Cole, honey, is it true that you are proposing tonight?” Momma asks me.
“No, Momma, I’m not.”
“Well, now, why not, sweetheart?” Babs asks.
“Is coward, your boy,” Mavis says to Babs, pointing at me.
“Mavis,” Momma says. “Shame on you. He is not a coward. He’s just not ready yet.”
“That doesn’t have anything to do with it,” I say, looking around the room for something to distract them with.
“Well then, what is it?” Momma asks.
