“Hello?”
“Well, howdy, y’all. Did I interrupt anythin’?”
“Hi Gwyneth. Uh, no. As always, your timing is impeccable. What’s up?”
“Y’all are never gonna believe this. Guess who I made out with last night? Go ahead, guess. You’ll never—”
“Nathan?”
She heard Gwyneth’s gasp. “Well, fiddlesticks! You probably got a psychic news flash. Sometimes that ability spoils all the fun.”
“No, it had nothing to do with the sight. I figured he’d make his move eventually. He’s been in love with you since the first time you met.”
“That’s what he said! But how did you know that?”
“By the way he tries not to look at you but can’t help himself. And he becomes totally awkward around you—more than usual. It doesn’t take a psychic to figure it out.”
Sly cleared his throat. “What doesn’t it take a psycho to figure out?”
His eyes twinkled and she knew he was just trying to get a rise out of her.
With her hand half over the mic, she answered, “Psych-ic, sweetheart.”
“Oh, so y’all are callin’ each other pet names now?” Gwyneth giggled. “I reckon things are goin’ well with Sly.”
Morgaine glanced over her shoulder at him. He smiled and winked.Damn that acute hearing of his. He’s getting every word of this.
“Yeah, well, I’m more interested in talking aboutyournew development.”
“I think we’re good together, Morgaine. I make him laugh. I never seen that boy laugh before.”
“And what does he do for you?”
“Well, I know he’d never cheat on me, and I guess you’d say he keeps me grounded. Least ways he gets me to look afore I leap.”
“Thank the Goddess,” Morgaine mumbled.
“What?”
“Um—that’s good. And the chemistry? Is that there?”
She giggled. “I guess that’s the biggest surprise of all. I can’t get enough kissin’ when I’m with him.”
“Do you think you’ll start seeing him in earnest?”
“Who’s Earnest?”
Morgaine stifled a laugh. “I mean, are you taking his feelings into account? Or are you just messing around with him? I don’t want to see anyone in our building get hurt.”
“I’m no cock tease, Morgaine.”
“Good.”
“So, I have your seal of approval, I guess?”
“Is that why you called? You wanted my approval?”
“Heck, no. We’re in a bit of a pickle now, and I wanted to ask all your opinion. Sly too.”
