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Jake opens his menu too, and Jefferson looks from him to me, trying to make a decision.
“Well, Karen is not expecting me early anyway!” He says, opening his menu too.
He picks up the menu. “Jefferson, how’s Joyce doing so far?” I ask casually.
“Oh, she is great, Logan!” he says with enthusiasm. “Even Karen likes her. She just doesn’t like that she can’t stay late on Fridays.”
“She has college classes,” I nod.
“I still don’t understand why you didn’t want her to be Anna’s nanny anymore,” Jefferson says, sounding confused. “Didn’t you say your little girl loves her?”
Here they come, the awkward questions.
I decide to just come right out with it.
“I’m romantically involved with Joyce, Jefferson,” I say, matter-of-factly.
Jefferson drops his menu, and Jake chokes on his drink. And I just calmly signal the closest waiter to refill my drink and come take our orders.
“Are you ready to order?” I ask, but the two keep looking at me with the same idiotic expression.
“I can come back later,” the waiter says, slowly backing away.
“No, no!” I urge him to stay. He has dark brown hair with blond highlights and looks like a skateboarder from the ‘80s. “Just bring a large sushi sampler so we can all eat. And one more of these, please.”
I shake my glass and he takes it. Jake finally speaks as the waiter walks away. “Are you dating your nanny?”
“She’s not my nanny anymore, Jake. She’s Jefferson’s nanny,” I say, doing my best not to lose my temper.
“Gee, Logan. Isn’t that a bit unprofessional?” Jefferson asks, fidgeting with his hands.
“Why, Jefferson?” I say in an exhale. “In fact, we decided she shouldn’t be my nanny anymore tobeprofessional.”
“Gotta admit… it sounds a bit silly,” Jake says, downing the rest of his drink and signaling the waiter for more.
“It was the right thing to do, okay?” I say, hands over the table.
“Karen can never know about this,” Jefferson shakes his head, a hand on the nape of his neck.
“Then don’t tell her! Saves you the hassle,” I say. “Now can we please change the subject?”
“How long have you been dating her?” Jake asks, looking sly as a fox.
“Officially for a month, but we got involved around three months ago.”
“Is she the girl you had sex with?” Jake continues, “The one who rejected you?”
“Yes, Jake…”
“And you didn’t give up, huh?” he goes on. “Atta boy, Logan!”
New drinks arrive. Jefferson busies himself with his as if he's trying to avoid having to say anything.
“Speak, Jefferson,” I say, impatient. “You’re among friends.”
“Nothing…” I swear Jefferson is sweating. “So, things are going well with her?”
I’m surprised by the question because it’s just genuine curiosity and not judgment. It takes me a while to reply but, when I do, it’s with a blush on my cheeks and my voice stuttering.
