By the time pickup rolled around, I’d managed to inject a bit more structure into the day, and I was hopeful that they’d actually learned something.
“How was he?” Sam asked as she lifted Hudson to straddle her hip. With her blonde hair that was frequently tinged with some color of the rainbow, she looked to be every bit the successful songwriter she was. She was beautiful, and when combined with her handsome husband, Sid, who looked like some sort of GI Joe, and her even more handsome brother—the subject of my fantasies more often than I cared to admit—their entire family often had me tongue-tied.
“He was fine,” I replied, giving Hudson a quick pat on the back. “Will I see you at yoga this week?” I asked.
Sam and I had originally met when she’d started attending my prenatal yoga class. She’d been coming ever since. It had just been coincidence that I’d also ended up as Hudson’s teacher.
“Tomorrow.” She nodded. “Danny’s coming too.”
Danika, or Danny, was a good friend of Sam’s who I’d met a few times.
“Great.” I nodded.
“We were thinking of grabbing a drink afterwards. Do you want to join us?” she offered.
The truth was, as much as I liked both women, I was a little intimidated by them. They were both beautiful and effortlessly cool, as were their spouses. I wasn’t down on myself in the looks department, I knew I was attractive, but cool, I was not.
“Maybe,” I replied hesitantly.
She rolled her eyes good-naturedly. “You always say that. I’m taking it as a yes this time. Bring a change of clothes, we’ll go out,” she instructed.
I had to laugh at her no-nonsense attitude. “All right, that sounds good.”
I hopped in my car, already mulling over what I’d wear on a rare night out with girlfriends. I always said no as a default, and it was nice, I realized, to be pushed a bit.
After a typical night where I heated up a simple dinner, took Able for an evening stroll, and devoured a novella I’d been looking forward to all day, I realized I was excited about my plans for the following evening. When I wasn’t working, I spent so much time alone. Going out and letting my hair down, literally, didn’t sound half bad.
Mabel was going to be so proud.