Page 37 of Southern Comfort
“He has let me know in his way. Things have just begun, so there isn’t too much we know about the other yet.”
“True. But I know all about the boy. He has that goofy looking expression like you do. Whenever you are in the same room.”
“He does?” I say, more excited than I should be.
“You should go out again. Get one of my friends to stay with me for the night.”
“We are.”
“When?”
“When Stacy is here next weekend. He’s my date at my brother and Dominque’s wedding. I’m in it.”
This brightens Ronnie’s face. He readjusts his seat, and by his demeanor is satisfied with the news flash he has been waiting to hear.
“That’s good. No wonder he took his black suit to the cleaners when he took my jacket. I was suspicious. Wish I was going. Fucking ladder.”
“I know,” I say, chopping veggies. “I would have loved for you to meet my Hunter.”
“Bring him over sometime. For dinner or whatever. Think he’d come?”
“Sure. Maybe later this month. He and Bing, Dominique’s son, are close friends. They had a band in high school. Next week they take off on a road trip to Memphis.”
“Sounds fun. So tell me about the bridesmaid dress.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I used to love seeing Victoria in something fancy. She could wear a gunny sack and look good. But when it was a special occasion she shined.”
“This one is very cool. It’s a pale shade of blue and it’s feminine and romantic. Let me show you.”
I grab the cell and scroll through my photos.
“Here it is,” I say, moving to the couch.
I hold it for him to see, but he takes the phone from me.
“Let me put glasses on.”
Reaching to the TV tray, he retrieves the purple readers.
“Oh, very pretty. It looks great on you. Landon will love it.”
“Hope so.”
“Heels?”
“Of course.”
“You better bring tennis shoes. When he sees you in this with the high heels, he’s gonna chase you around the reception.”
“Maybe Landon will be the one being chased.”
“Ah, youth.”
CHAPTER NINE
Landon
