By the time she exited, it was getting really late, and Bella was yawning, and it felt like the window to have dinner with Kyle was gone.Definitely the window was closed to drop Marco home then meet Kyle afterward for a meal.
Kyle glanced at her from where he’d been talking with Sam, Mackenzie and Marco, while Bella played peekaboo with the baby in the stroller.“How did you go?”
“Fine.”
He studied her a moment then nodded.“Well, we better go.Hey, how about if Marco drives home in your car, and I take you and Bella for a quick bite then drop you home?”
“Really?It’s pretty late.”
“A really quick bite.Promise.It’s not a school night tomorrow.”
“I’m one hundred percent okay with driving Gen’s car,” Marco assured.“I used to be a mechanic, so I know how to look after the good ones.”
She handed over the keys.“Don’t scratch it.”
“Yes, ma’am.Or is it no, ma’am?”He scratched his head.“I’m never really sure.”
“See you tomorrow, Marco,” Bella said.
“Don’t do anything I would do,” Marco winked at Kyle.
Kyle blushed.“Just get it home in one piece,” he mumbled.
Poor man was embarrassed.“You don’t need to worry, Marco.Kyle is always a gentleman.And we’re only friends.He’s made that clear.”
Kyle quickly glanced at her and Marco raised a skeptical brow.
She shrugged.But it was true.So there.And disappointing though it may be, she would try to let it go and let God have His way.
CHAPTER27
Their dinner ten days prior felt like years ago as nerves churned through his insides.Kyle studied Gen as she twisted her fingers in her lap, not looking at him.They were waiting outside the hospital’s conference room until Jerrold Graham had readied them for Gen to appear.
He reached over, grasped her hand, stilling her restless fingers.“Hey, it’s going to be okay.”
She nodded, then slipped her fingers from his, only igniting his desire to hold them again.To hold her again.To kiss her again.To finally settle this future between them again.
But he still sensed it wasn’t the right time, and he didn’t want to spoil things by running ahead of what God wanted.
Which left him waiting, trying not to be frustrated, learning patience, endurance, and what trusting in God actually meant when there was no obvious or quick solution.
Just like what was happening with the outcome of today’s board review.
He reached across, gently squeezed her fingers.“Hey, let’s pray.”
“Thanks.”
He didn’t close his eyes, but lowered his head.“Hey God, You know what’s been done, what’s being said, and we thank You that You’ve got all of this under control.We don’t need to worry.We know that whatever happens You can work things out for Gen’s good.And so we pray for Your peace that surpasses all understanding to guard Gen’s heart and mind in the knowledge of Jesus Christ.Amen.”
“Amen,” she whispered, then glanced up.“Thanks.”
He squeezed again then let go.Oh, he loved praying freely with her like this.Even if Minnie and his folks still looked at him weirdly whenever he busted out in prayer.But he wasn’t going to be so meek and humble that he never shared his faith.
The guys in the Northwest Ice crew had talked about that recently too.
Jai had been blunt.“JT’s death has really made it clear to me that our lives are fragile.And I hate to say it but some of our teammates are gonna go to hell.And that’s a real place.And we can cry about it when they’re gone or we can do something about it now.And I’d rather do something about it and share the good news even if it makes me look like a fool.”
Others had nodded.“Me too.”
