Page 43 of A Me and Him Thing
All eyes are on me again. I hold up my card. It saysQUINN: Chocolate.SAWYER: Philly cheesesteak.
Quinn sends me a grin, and I know I’m right again. She holds up her answer card. It says Mom: chocolate. Dad: Philly cheesesteak.
“Nice job, Bree. You’re four for four,” Michelle announces. “Next question: Does Sawyer have a pet name for Quinn?”
The first couple holds up their card.HONEY.
The second couple guessesSUGAR.
More answers pour in.SWEETIE, BABE, DOLL, GORGEOUS, SUNSHINE, LOVE.
Everyone looks at me. I hold up my card.MY FAVE.
Quinn holds up her card, beaming. It saysYOU’RE MY FAVE.
Sawyer tells her, “You’re my fave,” and they kiss again, nuzzling their faces together.
Ren whispers, “Man, you weren’t kidding.”
“You were warned.”
“But not prepared.”
He makes me smile. I’m smiling for several reasons, though. I feel like my relationship is being renewed with Quinn with each passing question. I know her, and she knows me. We belong together. But I don’t belong with Sawyer. I can see it so clearly now. I remember his aquatic stories boring the life out of me. We weren’t a match. In any way.
“Next question: How did Sawyer and Quinn meet?”
Someone hollers, “Just ask Bree,” and everyone guffaws loudly. No one bothers with their answer cards.
“I have the advantage here,” I say. “I introduced them. It was on Sawyer’s boat during a whale-watching charter.” I notice Quinn biting her lip, watching me carefully. “I knew they were perfect for each other right then. Nothing has changed.”
Sawyer grabs the answer card and tosses it over his shoulder while the crowd laughs at his antics.
“C’mon, everyone. Bree’s creaming you. She’s six for six. Next question: What do Sawyer and Quinn plan on naming their baby boy?”
“Jaxon,” I holler before anyone has time to write on their cards. When all eyes are on me, I explain. “At least that’s the name Quinn has wanted to name a son, if she ever had one, since ninth grade. So that’s a guess.”
Quinn doesn’t wait for anyone else to guess. She holds up the card with the nameJAXONwritten on it in big, bold letters and lets out a little squeal.
I couldn’t be happier. I know we won’t be best friends anymore, but I’m happy with whatever I can get. As for Sawyer, he’s acting like I’m not even here. Again, compared to anger, I’ll take indifference any day of the week. I’m actually relieved.
Ren claps along with everyone else at my winning streak. “Nice job, Bree.”
Michelle moves on. “Next question: What has Quinn been craving during her pregnancy?”
My heart drops. I go from happiness to despair in two seconds flat. I don’t know the answer because I haven’t been spending time with Quinn lately. With Josie and Jordyn, she craved kale, of all things. I doubt it’s the same this time around.
Each couple chooses an answer.CRACKERS, BURGERS, SPINACH, STRAWBERRIES, COOKIES, OLIVES. It’s a free-for-all of guesses.
When I notice people are waiting for me to chime in, I shrug. “Sorry, I don’t know that one.”
Quinn lowers her eyes and holds up her card.STRAWBERRIES.
A lady I don’t know jumps up and down, clapping. “I knew it. She’s always snacking on them when she’s waiting for the girls to come out of the classroom at the preschool.”
“Nice job, Marie,” Michelle says. “What’s the score, Jerry?”
“It’s Bree seven and Marie one.”
