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Bebe grinned. “Is nothing sacred?”
“You know how small Peachwood Bay is.” Andrea laughed.
“I do,” she sighed. She and Jay had been getting looks wherever they went. Some because he was Jahleel Walker, the famous football player, and others from former classmates who had watched them date in high school.
“Well, rest assured, if you wish to leave, we’d have no problem filling the spot.”
“Thanks, Andrea.”
“Good luck.” Andrea hung up.
“What’s an interview?” Hope asked.
Bebe gasped, placing a hand on her heart. “Where did you come from, pumpkin?” She scooped Hope into her arms and tickled her belly.
“Stop it,” Hope giggled.
Bebe placed a kiss on her daughter’s cheek and sat her back down.
“You didn’t answer my question.” Hope placed her hands on her hips.
Bebe held in a chuckle. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you were my mother.” She winked at Hope.
“Mama,” she whined.
“An interview is when someone asks you questions to see if you would be good at a job or not.”
“You already have a job.”
Bebe bit her lip. Should she tell her? “Come sit next to me.”
“Is something wrong, Mama?” Hope asked as she obeyed.
“No, pumpkin. I wanted to ask you a question.”
“What?” Curiosity filled the green eyes just like hers.
“What would you think if we moved to Texas?”
Hope’s eyes grew wide. “Texas? Why? Who do we know that lives there?”
“Jahleel lives there.”
“No, he doesn’t.” Her nose wrinkled. “He lives with Reverend Walker.”
“Actually, he doesn’t. Since he hurt his leg, he’s been staying with them so he can get better. But his home is in Texas.”
“Would we live with him?”
Bebe’s brain stalled. They weren’t married, so of course not. But she’d be lying if she didn’t admit that was her wish. But how did you explain all of that to a seven-year-old?Help me, Lord.
“We’d probably get our own place.”
“But I thought you were going to marry him.”
Bebe bit her lip. “Jay has never asked me, but I would love for him to.” She blinked. The words seemed to blossom with hope inside of her. She would be happy to call herself Mrs. Jahleel Walker. She loved him so much. Bebe rushed on. “I like him. One day I would like to marry him. But right now, we’re just dating. If we move to Texas, we would get to see him a lot more, and maybe one day that will happen.”
“Would he come to all of my football games?”
