Page 78 of The Situation
“Then adjust your thoughts because this is already in your wheelhouse. Just make sure you put it into play.”
Whiffs of blueberries and pie crust slowly fill the home. It’s the kind of smell I’ve always thought a mom’s kitchen should have. Our kitchen growing up was scented like cleaning products from the housekeeper, and mine now is reminiscent of whatever I burned the night before while trying to make dinner.
But this? This is goals.
I might just have to move Mimi in with me …
“The second tip is to work for it,” she says. “Put in the effort. Be consistent. Show her that you’re passionate and that you mean it. Go big or go home, as they say. Especially with this woman of yours. I think she needs that.”
“Done.”
“Third?” She grins with a hint of mischief. “Women love to see men with babies. It sets off something inside them that makes them start thinking abouthavingbabies, which leads to the bedroom for some hanky-panky.”
“Hey,” I say, grabbing my phone. “That’s super smart and, lucky for me, I know a lot of people who have babies.”
“Toss me that remote before you start thumbing that phone.”
I hand it to her and then go back to my messages.
Me: Hey, fam.
Jason: Hi.
Renn: Yo.
Bianca: Hey, Tate!
Me: I have a very serious favor to ask you.
Silence fills the chat. I’m about to try to re-engage them when Ripley responds.
Ripley: To ask who?
Me: All of you with a kid.
Renn:
Bianca: *gulps*
Me: I need to borrow one of them.
Jason: One of what?
Me: One of your kids.
I roll my eyes at their ineptitude.Can’t any of them follow along?
“Do you see that guy?” Mimi asks, pointing at the screen.
I glance up to see five cowboys who all look the same. “Sure. What about him?”
“Can you imagine that guy fighting with his woman about where to eat? Hell, no. He’s taking her to dinner and then back home to eat, if you know what I mean.” She smirks. “And that's what women want.”
There’s nothing I can say to that without painting a picture that does not need painted.
Renn: Yeah, hard no. But thanks.
Bianca: I’m in Florida. Sorry!
