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“Because we don’t have a license.”
“What are you talking about?”
“We can’t get married without a marriage license.”
“I know, but where do you get the couple of days from?”
“The waiting period.”
“And you know this how?”
“I’ve been doing my homework.” He proudly informed her.
“Really?” She smiled.
“Yep. We’ll call Mike and have him come over or we’ll go over there and get married.”
“You’d do that?” she asked.
“Yeah, if we had a license.” She shook her head, laughing. “What’s so funny?”
“I’m thinking how out of character that sounds for you.”
“What are you talking about, I’m impulsive.”
“Yes, you are, but on a scale of impulsive actions, that’s about a forty-five and you’re usually around a seven or eight.”
“Tell you what. Tomorrow, we’ll get a license and when you’re ready, all you have to do is call me.”
“You’re serious?”
“Yeah.” He was very calm as he answered all of her questions.
She stood up with her hands on her hips, looking at him. “So, if I called you at, say nine o’clock at night or six in the morning and say let’s get married, you’d do it?”
He stood up and wrapped his arms around her. “Yes. I told you, we’re doing this marriage our way. What do you say?”
She looked into his eyes, searching for confirmation. And then the voice. This time it was loud. SAY YES. “It’s a date.”
Chapter 72
THE HOSTESS LED THE WAY to the booth with Kyla following behind, stepping high like a prized thoroughbred. The wind in the room caught her hair as she walked. She paid no attention to the people around her as she followed the hostess to her table. She gently tugged on the fitted red knit dress as she slowly entered the booth. She took the menu from the hostess and smiled. “Thank you.”
She placed the menu on the table, took her phone out of her bag and pressed the programmed number. After two rings, a friendly voice answered, “James and Company. How may I help you?”
“Good morning, I mean afternoon Peanut Head.”
She and Sean ran into a little bit of a crowd at the city clerk’s office. They were hoping to be done earlier, but there were quite a few people there doing the same thing…getting a marriage license.
“I have a name, you know.” Antonio shot back. He pretended he didn’t like his pet name, but secretly he loved knowing Kyla thought enough of him to place the moniker on him. “Where are you?”
“I’m having lunch with Sean.”
“Did you forget about Janet Edelson this afternoon?”
“I moved her to tomorrow at four.”
“So now you’re booking appointments without me?”
