“You’re damn right I have,” I mutter.
“So, this is a good thing. Life’s too fucking short not to do the things and get the girl and all that. And speaking of getting the girl, I have to go meet Hallie at home. Date night’s starting early tonight.”
“Where are you going?” I ask absently, checking the margins on the menu.
“We wanted to go to that fall fest at the Point, but it’s supposed to storm all night so we’re staying in. Movie night.”
My head shoots up at the same time my hand reaches for my phone.
“It’s supposed to storm?”
“Yeah, bad thunderstorms all night, why?”
I open my weather app and yep, severe thunderstorm warnings starting in an hour and lasting until well after midnight.
“Emma doesn’t like to drive when it storms. I’m texting her to see if she wants a ride home.”
Ben smirks at me. “You definitely love her. I recognize that look. It’s the same one I had for eleven years.”
It wouldn’t even be worth the protest. “I do. And by the way, you might have the girl, but you still get that look.”
Ben shrugs as he stands and walks to the office door. “She’s my whole damn world. You should tell Emma how you feel. That’s a forever kind of look.”
It definitely is, and for once, the idea of forever doesn’t scare me.
I start typing out a text telling Emma I’ll come pick her up and then I think about Ben and Hallie’s movie night in and get an idea.
Me
Hey Ems, what’s your schedule like tonight?
Ems
Prepping for a big client meeting tomorrow. I have another hour or two here. Rachel’s keeping Maddy for an extra hour so I can finish.
I’m finishing up at the bar now. I’ll pick up Maddy and take her to your house.
That would be amazing. I hate leaving her with Rachel for too long even though I know they both love it.
Consider it done. I’ll make dinner. Call me when you’re ready to come home and Maddy and I will come pick you up. It’s supposed to storm tonight.
Don’t take Maddy out in the rain. I’ll be fine.
Like hell. I get a memory of her trembling in a restaurant bathroom while thunder crashed outside and open a new text thread.
Me
Hey Mol, can you drive Emma home? She doesn’t like driving in storms. I would pick her up, but I’ll have Maddy. I know Emma would drive herself home before she would let me take Maddy out in a storm.
Molly
I see we have entered the swoony portion of this relationship.
I’m always swoony.
Nah, you weren’t, but Christ, you are now. I’m here at the office so it’s no problem. I’ll drive her home when she’s ready.
Thanks, Mol. I owe you.