Raina snorted.“He is looking a little pasty.”
“I’ll be home working and training staff all day,” I said.“I can keep an eye on them.”
“I’m honestly not worried about it at all.I have condoms under the bathroom sink for Damon, he knows that, and based on the circumstances of Mabel’s existence, something tells me she’s not interested in becoming a sexually active thirteen-year-old.”
“And she declined a job offer because she doesn’t like doing anything illegal.So them doing any drugs is off the table,” Danica added.“I think we can honestly expect those two to actually go birdwatching and only birdwatch.”
“What time is he coming to get you?”Danica asked, sipping her wine.
I was mid-sip on my own glass, but managed to glance at my smartwatch.I nearly choked on my wine.“Shit!He’s coming in like thirty minutes.I gotta run.I haven’t even made dinner for the kids yet.”
“Send them here,” Gabrielle said, her voice flat, even though her amber eyes glittered with amusement.“Pulled chicken tacos.I’ve got plenty in the slow cooker.”
“Thank you,” I breathed, already at the bedroom door.
“Remember: no glove, no love,” Raina called after me.
I backstepped a few paces and stuck my middle finger around the door at her, which elicited my cousins to all laugh.
Then I was booking it across the yard, with my overalls and shirt in my arms, hoping that I didn’t break into a sweat and cause my hair to frizz out.
I had a date.
My very first date ever in my life.
And it was with a guy I really liked and cared about.
As I smoothed out the minor frizz around my crown in the bathroom mirror, and rubbed some blush into my cheeks, my mind drifted down to the cupboard under my sink.
I thought I still had a few condoms in there.
Should I bring one?Just in case?
After slathering on some lip gloss and taking a bold leap to put a little mascara on too, I crouched down in the tight space and went rooting around in the depths of the cabinet.
I found two condoms from when Killian and I had been scratching each other’s itches.Two.
And they still had six months left before they expired.
Not thinking too much more about it, I went to shove them in the front pouch of my overalls, only to realize I wasn’t wearing overalls.
Right.I was in this ridiculous crop-top and jeans.
I had to admit though, I looked okay.
Maybe even better than okay.I worked hard on my body, and while my stomach certainly wasn’t flat, the jeans were high rise enough to hide that troublesome bit below my belly button.
I crammed the condoms into the front pocket of my jeans, fluffed up my hair, and exhaled.
“He’s here!”Honor hollered from the living room.“I’ll get it.”
Not just butterflies, but an entire swarm of locusts took flight in my stomach.
This was it.My first date.Ever.
A little later than most, but at least it was happening before I was forty.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
