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“You two are so cute. Why doesn’t he get it?”
Megan’s words drew my attention back to our own table. “It’s okay. We’ll figure it out. Probably.”
“You have to promise me you’ll try. Okay? Because I’m not on board with the whole Luke thing.” Megan poked at her food again. “Why did we come out to eat if none of us was actually hungry?”
“Habit. Can we rewind though? What’s wrong with Luke?” Because, sure, I’d much rather be with Austin. But if he was determined to keep me in the friend zone, I wasn’t going to be a pining spinster for the rest of my days.
“Nothing. There’s nothing wrong with him. He’s just not my brother.”
“Well, you might need to keep a more open mind. Because I don’t know how anything is going to work out. With either of them.” I was trying to pray about it. That was the advice I knew my mom would give me if I asked. Which was part of why I hadn’t asked when she’d called me this morning before church. She was definitely open to the idea of a pastor for a son-in-law. Another teacher did not give her the same warm fuzzies, even though salary-wise, they were probably both about the same. Mom thought teaching was a fine profession for a woman. Not so much for a man. Arguing with her about it was pointless.
“I’ll try. You know I’m praying for you, right?”
“I do. I appreciate it.” I was about to ask her about Cody, but Whitney came back. She was chalky and washed out. “You okay?”
“I don’t know.” Whitney scooted back into the booth and pushed her salad away from herself.
“Did you take a pregnancy test yet?”
I gaped at Megan. “Real subtle.”
“What? It’s kind of obvious.”
Whitney visibly swallowed. “But we’re not trying for a baby. In fact, we’re doubling up on activelynottrying. We haven’t even been married a full month.”
“So take a test. If it’s not that, then you have the flu without any of the usual symptoms.”
I shot Megan a look. There was no need to be so harsh. I reached across the table to touch Whitney’s hand. “Would it be so bad?”
She closed her eyes. “I don’t know. We haven’t talked about kids beyond agreeing that we’d want more. What if he’s angry?”
“Scott’s not going to be angry.” I could say that with confidence. “Surprised, sure. But he loves you. And hey, you’ve got that extra bedroom in the townhouse, so it’s all good.”
Whitney’s lips twitched at my attempt at humor. “You mean Scott’s office?”
“Yeah, well. Babies don’t need their own room right away anyway. And if it’s a boy, he could always share with Beckett. I read somewhere about how growing up sharing a room, even if it’s not necessary, helps build empathy and—”
“Resentment?” Megan interrupted me.
“What’s wrong with you?” I scowled at Megan.
“I’m sorry.” She lifted her hands and closed her eyes. “I’m jealous, okay? Whitney has Scott. You’ve got two guys vying for your attention. And I have a bookstore. And the beginning of a headache. I think I’m going to head home. I’m sorry. Congrats, Whit. Kayla’s right, Scott will be thrilled once he gets over his shock.”
Megan dug into her purse and dropped a twenty on the table. “I’ll talk to you guys tomorrow.”
“We clearly need to figure out what that was.” Whitney watched Megan hurry from the diner. “Do you have any idea?”
Should I mention the three times I caught Megan staring at Cody? It wasn’t like she’d been shooting him longing, dreamy looks. She’d just been watching him. “Maybe? You ever get the feeling she’s interested in Cody?”
“Cody?” Whitney’s face was the picture of puzzlement as she glanced over toward where the guys were eating, then back. “Our Cody?”
“Yeah.”
“No. But it’s something to keep in mind. Huh.” Whitney glanced over again.
“So. Are you going to get a pregnancy test?”
Whitney managed a weak laugh. “Mom gave me one as a wedding gift. I guess I’ll dig it out when I get home.”
