Page 61 of Just Like in the Movies
“Yes,” Lew said. “Show me the bedroom. I need to inspect these curtains.”
His mother shot him a sardonic look. “I think we should bring everything up, then your dad and I will go check into the hotel while you settle in.”
“We thought we’d take you out for dinner, if you know a good place,” Lew’s dad said.
“You don’t have to stay in a hotel,” I said with automatic courtesy. “We have a sofa bed.”
His mother gave me the sardonic look this time. “I think we’ll all be more comfortable if we stay at the hotel. Besides, they have a pool. I’d like to go swimming.”
“We can go to the beach tomorrow,” Lew put in. “Mike says we’re not far from a good one.”
“It’ll be crowded, but it’s well looked after.” I kissed Lew’s temple. “You stay here, you shouldn’t be hauling heavy things in your condition.”
“My condition?” Lew’s eyes narrowed at me. “I’m pregnant, not sick.”
“Lew,” I wheedled. “It’s my job to look after you.”
He opened his mouth, then shut it again. “I’ll carry light things.”
I took that for now, but I was pretty certain, Lew being Lew, this wasn’t the last I was going to hear of it. “Then let’s get you moved in.” I led the way back toward the door and, with a glance at Lew’s mom, toward the elevator at the back of the building.
