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“Not much, how about you?” We went back and forth like that and then finally she asked if I knew that Molly Madison was back in town. AHA. I knew it.
“I did. As a matter of fact, she came to the café the other day,” I said. Molly perked up.She’s asking about you,I mouthed to her.
“You can tell her I’m here,” she whispered. “I miss her too.”
“Who are you talking to?” Mom said, her voice getting all excited. She knew. Of course she knew. Someone probably saw us and told her. Because this town was too small and people couldn’t mind their own damn business.
“Molly,” I said with a sigh. Mom made squealing noises and bombarded me with questions for Molly. Which I relayed to her and then gave Molly’s answers back. It was seriously annoying, but they were both so cute about it.
“You tell her that she’s coming over for dinner. Anytime she wants. You can come or not.” Thanks, Mom. Nice to know how much you care.
“You wanna go tonight?” Molly asked. Trying to listen to both of them was starting to give me a headache.
“Yes, fine! We’ll come tonight. Okay, see you later. Bye!” I had to hang up. I buried my face in one of the pillows and groaned.
“Aw, you’re so cute.” I looked up to find Molly grinning at me.
“She’s going to figure it out. She’s my mom. She figures everything out. And then she’s going to get all involved.” My mom loved to meddle in my love life. So much. It was her main hobby.
“So?” she said. “Would that be so bad? You know she likes me and she likes you and she loved it when we were friends. So why would she be upset that we’re . . . doing what we’re doing?” I hated that logic, but she was right. If I told my mom that we were together (or whatever we were), she would probably start planning a wedding.
“I wouldn’t mind having her as a mother-in-law,” she said, smirking.
“Slow your roll, M&M,” I said, falling back on the nickname I’d used for her when we were kids.
“Whatever you say, DG,” she countered. I growled and pushed her back, straddling her.
“I will tickle you, don’t think that I won’t,” I said, wiggling my fingers. She put her hands up to stop me.
“Don’t you dare. Remember what happened last time.” Oh, I did. I was remembering it right now and it was making my skin heat up and my brain start to forget why I’d told her that we should cool things down.
“Ugh, fine,” I said, pushing myself off her. She made a little sound of protest.
“Wanna watch a movie?” I asked and she nodded. I flipped on the TV and handed her the remote. We would end up watching what she wanted, so it was easier just to give it to her and save myself a fight. It was strange, the things I still remembered about her.
She flipped through my Netflix and found something old that we’d watched a hundred times together. I scooted next to her and she grabbed my arm and slung it around herself before putting her head on my chest. Oh. Okay then. I wrapped my legs around hers and we held each other as we watched the movie. Her fingers made lazy designs on my side, just barely slipping under my t-shirt. I ran mine through her hair.
Just holding her was incredible. Molly was warm and she smelled good and the feel of her head on my chest made my heart feel like it was going to grow and then explode.
“This is nice,” I said softly. Her fingers stilled for a moment.
“It is,” she said, snuggling closer. “I could do this forever.” The word hung in the air after she said it. “Would that be awful?” Her voice was timid.
I kissed the top of her head.
“No. It wouldn’t.”
Six
“Why are you so stressed?” Molly said a while later as she drove us to my mom’s house. I’d been picking at a thread on my jeans. “It’s not like I haven’t met your mom before. Tons of times.” It was true. But I knew the second Mom looked at me and looked at Molly, she would know. And then she would say things and I’d have to explain what the hell was going on when I didn’t even know what was going on.
“I just am, okay?” I said and cringed. I didn’t mean to snap at her. “Sorry. I’m fine.” She reached out and took my hand, kissing the back of it.
“We got this.” I thought she was going to drop my hand, but she held it the rest of the way to the house.
Mom was waiting on the porch for us.
“Molly Madison. It’s been a while,” she said, holding her arms out to Molly.
