“You aren’t finished, are you?” she asked teasingly.

Chuckling, he pulled back so he could kiss her, running his hand along her cheek. “No, but I’m thinking we should adjourn to someplace that has a bed.”

“Adjourn, huh?” she asked. “Well, then, where are we going? Your place or mine?”

Chapter Thirteen

Red went home to shower and change before church, but couldn’t keep the smile off his face. He’d left Jessie sleeping and paid Patty at the Inn to take up a tray of breakfast at around ten. Patty had given him a sly look, but he’d ignored her. It was nobody’s business what was going on with Jessie and him.

When he pulled into the parking lot of the church fifteen minutes later, his mother was standing outside, looking fit to be tied.

“Worried I wasn’t coming?” he asked jovially.

“I was wondering, but no, it’s your sister who is missing.”

“Tabby?”

“MJ.”

Red’s eyebrows shot up. Tabby he could imagine skipping church after a wild night, but MJ?

“Well, I’ll go on in, then.”

Red stopped when his mother said, “Now hold on…”

So close.

“Where’s that little gal you’ve been hanging out with? Jessie?”

Red cleared his throat. “Something tells me Jessie isn’t the churchgoing kind of girl.”

He watched his mother’s lips thin. “Hmm.”

“I’ll see you in there.”

He walked into the church and took his normal seat next to Rand. With his mother outside, Tabby sat on his other side.

“So, did you hear about MJ?” Tabby asked, her eyes bright.

“Hear what? Mom just said she wasn’t here.”

“Yeah, well, I know who she went home with last night.”

“Who?”

“No way am I telling you. You’ll crack in ten seconds.”

Red scowled until the preacher came into the room and his mother finally came inside, looking none too pleased.

“Today, I want to talk to you about what your long-term plans are.”

Red grimaced and wished MJ would get there so their mother would take her attention off him.

“Let us pray.” And everyone bowed their head.

* * *

Escape turned out to be futile, especially when his mother said she’d ride home with him.