“He does. He’s always running into things or dropping something. That’sbecauseof you—not a coincidence, babes.”
I shook my head. “He wants to buy me a car.”
“Yeah, so? I looked up the house he lives in. It’s a 26-million-dollar penthouse.”
My mouth dropped.
“Let him blow 100 grand on a car. He’s not hurting for money,” Ellie said.
“But that makes me a gold digger.”
“You’re suffering through a twins pregnancy while bopping around in a broken-down farm truck.”
“It runs great!”
“It’s a beater.”
“Dad won’t let me drive it anyway. It’s no longer safe. The men aresoannoying.”
“The men?Someone’s gotta keep you on a leash, sweetie. Oh, speaking of that, are you bringing him?”
“Who?”
“Davey.”
“To what? The appointment? Yes. He’s coming.”
Ellie shook her head. “The wedding.”
“No. I don’t have a plus one.”
“Technically, you do per your RSVP. Because you told me Mona was coming back when Mona was with you.”
“Ah,” I sighed. “No.”
“Eva, please! Bring him! It would be fun.”
“Why do you want this to be a thing?” I groaned.
“Because he likes you. Because you’re cute together!”
“We really aren’t. We’re not a couple.”
“Uh-huh. That’s why daddy rushed you off to the ER the minute he heard you’d fallen, right? That’s why he’s always around these days?”
I rolled my eyes. “I love you, but that’s not what this is.”
“Bring him.”
“I will think about it.”
“You’ve got five days. I need a final head count.”
22.JUST SHOPPING
Davey
“What cars doyou want to look at?” I asked Eva while waiting to meet the genetic counselor.