Page 28 of The Problem with Fire
“Since it’s been a few days, and we’ve both calmed down, he wanted to talk about Leta like civilized adults,” she said, rolling her eyes.
I crossed my arms over my chest. “Oh, really?”
“He suggested I go inside, shower, change, and relax as he made dinner,” she continued, and my blood pressure spiked. “He thought we could talk over a nice dinner.”
“And you said?” I didn’t bother hiding the bite in my voice.
Monroe grinned. “We got the notification before I could tell him to go suck some donkey balls.”
I barked out a laugh and shook my head. “Sorry, babe.”
Her grin turned into a full smile before shaking her head. “The man didn’t want me, Sayer,” she said. “There wasn’t another woman. We weren’t having financial problems. There weren’t screaming infants in the background.” My heart ached for her. “He just woke up one day and decided he didn’t want me anymore. Do you honestly think I’d ever go back to a man who could to that to me?” No, I supposed not. “He’ll never be a threat, Sayer. The sexy UPS man is more of a threat than Thomas will ever be.”
“Soooo, no more online shopping for you, then,” I teased, and she laughed. “Granted, I don’t plan to ever leave you unsatisfied enough foranyman to ever be a threat.”
She blushed again.
“Hey, Hayes!” We both turned and Jake was heading our way.
I looked back down at Monroe. “I gotta go.”
She nodded. “I know.”
But since I couldn’t kiss her, I leaned in and said, “Go take care of what you need to take care of, Monroe. Just don’t forget that pussy’s mine, baby. Those legs of yours only spread wide for me, got it?”
Her face was beet red. “Got it,” she whispered.
I felt Jake slap my back, and as he recognized Monroe, he said, “Oh, hey, Ms. Building Inspector.”
“Uh…”
“So, it’s going to be an April/May wedding, I haven’t decided yet. But I promise you, it’s going to be beautiful.”
Monroe’s eyes rounded. “Uh, what?”
Jake grinned. “Hayes said I could plan your guys’ wedding,” he said seriously, and Monroe was saved as Leta’s voice carried across the parking lot, calling out to her.
Life was good.
Chapter 15
Monroe~
This adulting crap was complicated.
I also sucked at smoothness and acting nonchalant if the tick in Thomas’ jaw and Leta’s quiet demeanor were anything to go by when I had walked back to them after checking on Sayer Wednesday.
Luckily, since it had been Thomas’ week, I’d had Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday to prepare myself should Leta ask about Sayer. She had also spent the night with Jennifer at Karma’s last night, so that had given me some additional time to figure out what to say, should anything be asked.
I was also still reeling a bit from his co-worker’s comment about planning our wedding. While I knew he had to be joking, did I really want firefighters planning my wedding? The bachelorette party, hell yeah. But the actual wedding?
I shook my thoughts loose and headed towards the kitchen to make some lunch. Karma had dropped Leta off about an hour ago, and she’d been in her room, showering or whatever, to start off her lazy Saturday.
Thinking about my daughter, Leta was a good kid. Much to my dismay, growing up, she had gravitated more towards Thomas’ passions instead of mine, so she was an academic rather than sports oriented. I’d spent a lot of my time watching sports alone while Thomas and Leta had been doing school projects, reading, or exploring nature and whatnot. But it worked for her.
As she’d gotten older, she became a really good tutor and educational advocate. I imagined education would probably be her pursuits when she was ready for college, but I’d support her, no matter what she chose.
The only downside I saw to her life was her relationship with Thomas. While Leta’s liked a couple of boys in her lifetime, she wasn’t allowed to officially date until she was sixteen. That birthday was only a couple of months away, but I suspected there was a boy already waiting in the wings for when that fateful day arrived. Leta’s always been popular, but the name Demitri has been popping up a lot lately.
