How could you be so selfish and hurt her like this?
Bethany
What do you want for dinner, Momma?
That’s a great question, Bethany. What the hell do I want for dinner? I guide the cart through another aisle of Edgewood Grocery, my pregnant belly a little too obvious for my liking, but it’s too damn hot to wear the oversized hoodie I brought today to disguise it.
Paige
Surprise me
Nothing sounds good. I’m exhausted. I want to throw things at the wall.
Paige
I’m going to invite Becky over, alright?
Bethany
Of course!
Paige
Wanna come to my place for dinner? Home cooked meal?
The bouncing dots appear and disappear multiple times, so I scoot my cart to the side and wait for her paragraph reply.
Becky
Can’t, sorry.
“What the hell?”
Paige
Next time, yeah?
Becky
Ya, we’ll see
Bless her heart. If I hadn’t heard the words straight from his mouth, I never would have believed that Carter Stewart would step out on his woman. Even with his confession, something doesn’t sit right with me, but I’m trying not to meddle.
Paige
No company. Just us two. Jacob is going with his dad.
Bethany
Spam?
My mouth waters immediately, and I curse my pregnancy for these cravings. I don’t think too hard about it when I send my answer.
Paige
That sounds perfect.
Bethany