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"In a good way. You’re the best of us. You have a heart that is swayed so easily."
"Doesn’t mean I’m stupid." I set my jaw.
"I didn’t say that. I only mean, you lead with your emotions. You’re the woman who volunteers at the senior citizen’s center when you’re not taking care of kids at the preschool."
"Nothing wrong with volunteering." I tip up my chin.
"But you went above and beyond the call of duty. You started a knitting club so those old ladies had something to look forward to."
"Only because they love reading smut, as do I."
"Wait, you started a smut club for grannies?" Penny gapes.
"And one grandpa, if you want to be accurate, but yes. We meet weekly and knit and talk about spicy books. You should hear them. Their vocabulary of four-letter words puts the rest of us to shame."
Gio chuckles. "That’s what I mean. You’re smart and sexy. You light up any room you walk into, Mira. While Edward—" She shakes her head. "Is not the easiest man to be with."
"Maybe that’s why they work," Penny says slowly.
Silence descends.
"What?" She looks around the room. "It’s why Knight and I are so good together. He’s a grumpy-face, and I can’t stop myself from having a smile on mine" She curves her lips to demonstrate.
"Itisprobably why I’m so attracted to him," I admit.
"Hmm." Gio shifts her weight from foot to foot. "Edward’s a complex man.”
"That’s putting it lightly." I half laugh.
Abby taps the arm of the couch. "I think we all agree that our relationships with our respective husbands did not begin in the most traditional of ways—"
"—but it turned out well, and we’re very happy," Abby murmurs.
"Blissfully." Summer nods.
"Doesn’t mean you have to agree to marry him," Gio points out.
I set my jaw. "But what if I want to?"
"Do you?" Summer asks.
I nod slowly.
"If you do, then make sure you negotiate with him, before the wedding." Gio brushes off a speck of dirt from her Prada jacket. "Make sure you get what you want out of it before giving in to him."
"Like what?"
"Money? Houses. Whatever you want out of it."
"But how—" A knock on the door interrupts me. I glance toward it; so do the girls.
"Don’t you have an intercom system?" Penny frowns.
"I do." I begin to walk toward the door when whoever is at the door knocks on it again. I look toward the peephole, then step back and pivot around to face them. "It’s him."
"Who?" Gio asks.
"Edward," I whisper. Not that he can hear my voice through the door, but he’s right there on the other side of it. "What should I do?" I wring my hands. "I’m not ready to see him.
