After the kitchen was clean, Amelia snuggled in between her parents as they watched Daisy’s pick,Pretty in Pink.
The normally hour-and-a-half-long movie had to be stopped several times for laughter, questions, and comments. Daisy concluded that Jameson and Amelia together were the absolute worst to watch movies with.
They never shut up.
They were almost through the movie when Daisy heard a jingle of keys at the door. Confusion wrote itself across their faces as all three heads turned.
Suddenly, it hit Daisy.
Oh crap, she thought.
She had completely forgotten about Matt. She glanced at the clock—he was almost an hour early.
Their dinner plans.
She had entirely blanked.
“Hello, my gir—” Matt’s greeting was cut short as he took in the scene before him.
“Matty!” Amelia rose from the couch and sprinted to where Matt stood, frozen at the door.
“Hi, sweetie. I’ve missed you,” he said, hesitantly reaching to hug Amelia.
“Matt, I’m so happy you’re here. You didn’t tell me.”
Matt looked up at Daisy. “That’s because I told your mom.”
“Mom…?”
Daisy rose from her sitting position. “Hey, I’m so sorry. I totally forgot. The day got away from me after I went back to sleep.”
“It’s okay, I’m pretty early,” he said softly, then looked past her. “Is this…?”
“Matt, this is Jameson. And Jameson, this is Matt—my boyfriend,” Daisy stated firmly.
Jameson walked toward Matt with a smirk. “Pleasure,” was all he said as he stuck out his hand.
“Same. Sorry to interrupt your… movie.”
“It’s fine,” Daisy said quickly. “Amelia, go put on a dress so we can go to dinner.”
“We can always reschedule, if that’s what’s best,” Matt offered.
Jameson slapped Matt on the back and uttered, “Nonsense. You made plans with the ladies, so I can go.”
Matt ignored him and continued, “We can go tomorrow.”
“Matt, today works fine.” Then she turned to Jameson, trying to think of the nicest way to ask him to leave.
But before she could say a word, Jameson said, “I have to head out anyway.”
A smile tugged at Daisy’s mouth and she whispered, “Okay.”
Jameson grabbed his jacket from the coat rack. “Matt… nice meeting you. And, Daisy… I’ll call you later.”
He quickly said goodbye to Amelia and closed the door, leaving Matt and Daisy standing in silence. Daisy couldn’t even look Matt in the eyes. While she had done nothing wrong, she still felt guilty for not disclosing that Jameson had indeed reentered their lives.
Matt broke the stillness. “He’s taller in person.”
