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I gasped. Tod gasped. Chowleena barked.
“But I don’t want him! He’s icky,” I replied.
“A lot of women get past icky when they get seventeen hundred dollar dresses delivered to their door,” Lee answered.
“I might get past icky for that dress. It’d go with my shoes,” Tod put in.
Lee was looking at me. “What about you?”
I felt my blood begin to boil and my eyes narrow. I put my free hand on my hip and assumed a posture that screamedattitude.
“Seriously?” I asked, and I couldn’t believe he actually expected an answer.
Lee kept watching me so I kept talking.
“Icky is icky. There’s no getting past icky. He’s not only icky, he’s creepy. Even if you could get past icky, you can’t get past creepy. Jeez.”
Lee showed no reaction to my response. “Don’t leave the house.”
Then he was gone, leaving me with the roses.
Once the door closed, Tod turned to me.
“Girlie, he isfine. He’s fine times twelve. He’s the new definition of fine.”
“I’ve been in love with him since I was five,” I told Tod.
“I’m in love with him now. I want to have his children,” Tod told me.
We were both still staring at the door and I was still holding the roses.
Then I shared, “He scares me now. He’s an adult. He has a head on his shoulders. He’s good at this relationship stuff. I think he’s serious about me. And he runs in some pretty frightening circles.”
“Girlie, you fuck this up and I’m calling the boys in the white jackets. You let something that fine slip through your fingers, you deserve a padded room. Especially if he’s good at relationship stuff. Most especially if he’s serious about you. No one who looks like that and fills out a pair of jeans like that is good at relationship stuff. I don’t care if he runs through the seven circles of hell.”
Tod had a point.
I put the roses down on a side table. I needed to do something normal. If I didn’t do something normal, I was gonna get a first-class ticket on the first plane to San Salvador. I was beginning to realize the allure of San Salvador.
“I need to finish my macaroni salad and make brownies. Wanna help?”
Tod shrugged.
“Sure. You watch Chowleena. I’m going next door to get my gun.”
“Your gun?”
“Hunk of Burning Love is out there fighting a war for you so someone has to protect you. I’ll be right back.”
Tod left to get his gun and I threw a doggie biscuit to Chowleena.
This new turn with Terry Wilcox meant my life was officially fucked up.
I could have a meltdown, but instead I made macaroni salad.
I’d save the meltdown for later…
Hopefully when I was in Grand Lake.
