“So am I,” Elise added. “You can count on us both.
“I’ve spoiled your news. You were so happy when you came in.”
“That hasn’t changed, Fiona. We’re still happy.”
“I hope so.”
Chapter 12
“Can I have the chicken tenders?” Joey asked.
“Sure. Jase, what do you want?”
“A cheeseburger and French Fries.”
He looked over at Elise who was on the other side of the table with Joey. “How about us?”
“I’ll have the chicken Ceaser Salad.”
“Me too.” He handed the menus to the waitress at The Downtown Grill. The place wasn’t busy because it was only five o’clock. “Thanks.”
He smiled over at Elise. She smiled back. Her face had the legendary pregnancy glow. Her brown eyes sparkled. He wondered if she was thinking that they would have family dinners like this with their child. Their children. Seeing her now, her hair in a braid, wearing a simple T-shirt and capris due to the hot June night, it was then that he decided what he wanted from her. For them.
For an hour, they let the boys babble on, ate their dinners then dropped the kids off. Finn went inside briefly to say goodbye to Fiona and returned to the car.
“That was fun,” Elise said.
“Like the fun we’ll have with our own.”
“Yeah, I was thinking that, too.” He put his hand on her knee. He liked doing that because it was so normal. “Come to my house. We can sit on the deck.”
“I love the canal. Let’s go.”
On the drive over, he asked, “How are the reshoots going?”
“Faster than I expected. It’s so odd we lost the film.”
“A lot of odd things have happened. I’m still reeling about the murder of Cary Jacobs.”
“You should be. How is it doing sessions at your house?”
“Fine. I practiced there before I joined the collective. And it’s kind of fun, sharing the space with Oliver.”
“I’d like to get to know him better.”
“You will.”
“How long before you can all go back to Harmony Healing?”
“Another week.” He pulled into his driveway. “We’re here.”
They walked inside holding hands. He kissed her quickly on the lips then said, “Go sit outside. I’ll get you a seltzer.”
“You can have a drink.”
“Maybe some wine.” To celebrate.
He whistled as he poured their drinks and walked out to the deck. The water was sloshing up on the rocks and the setting sun sparkled down its expanse. A perfect evening for what he had in mind.
