There’s a knock at the door, and I swing my head to look at it, hoping that somehow, I’ve developed super powers that can open it from here. It works because Sutton goes over to open it.
Okay, so it kind of worked, in a way.
I stretch my hand out. “Wine me!”
“Are you really making the pregnant woman bring you wine?” Bailey questions, joining me in the living room.
“I have my reasons,” I huff.
“Are your reasons why we’re having this emergency meeting?” Bailey raises an eyebrow.
Sutton hands me a glass that’s impressively full and I take a large sip while nodding.
“How did you know Jameson was the one?” I look to Bailey. “Same question for you.”
“Well, I wouldn’t say Jameson is the one for me,” Bailey says seriously.
“Hah!” I bark out. “Hilarious. You know what I mean.”
“The thing is, I don’t think you can base your own relationship off our experiences. We all know in different ways. What I will say…is if you’re questioning it then that may be your answer.”
“Damn Bails, that’s deep.”
“Don’t call me Bails,” she grumbles.
“She’s right, though,” Sutton adds. “Why are you asking?”
I take another large gulp of wine. “I love Aaron, I really do.”
“That’s always a good start,” Sutton murmurs.
“I just…he’s not exactly happy about being here, and I think it’s weighing on him. He’s been a little upset. But I also don’t know if I want to go back to California.” It’s the first time I’m admitting this out loud.
“You want to stay?” Sutton asks excitedly.
“I don’t know,” I groan, throwing myself against the back of the couch.
“Would this have any other…outside influence?” Sutton raises an eyebrow. Even Bailey leans forward like she’s wondering the same thing.
“Like what? My parents? Of course they would love for me to stay, but they’re always really good about not being overly pushy about it.”
“I don’t think she’s talking about your parents,” Bailey supplies.
I look between the two of them, confused on what I’m missing before I realize. “Will you two drop it on the Parker stuffplease.”
Sutton shrugs. “I’m just asking.”
“No, it has nothing to do with him. I don’t totally hate my job, it’s nice to be around my family and you guys. I weirdly missed Amity over the last few years.”
“Have you told Aaron how you’re feeling?” Sutton asks.
I sigh. “Not yet.”
“You should. Maybe he’ll take it better than you think,” Bailey suggests.
“Maybe.” But something tells me he’s going to take it exactlyhow I fear he will. “Anyway, enough of that. Where are the dogs? I need some fluffy love.”
“They’re running around somewhere. Do I need to bring them in here?” Sutton chuckles.