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“We’re giving us a try,” I admitted while Junie squealed.
Minty broke in, “Are you exclusive?”
“I hope so. Anyway,” I spoke louder and faster to be heard over Junie and to get my message out, “we’re keeping it quiet from our family for a few weeks, a month, so I can get used to the idea.”
“Whose idea was that?”
“Which part?”
“All of it.”
“Mine to keep it quiet. I said if we didn’t work out we could go back to normal.”
Minty laughed at this, her laugh refined.
I nodded in acknowledgement. “He said that there was no going back to normal. That he wouldn’t see me with another man if we don’t work out, but he agreed to a month to let me relax into our new status.”
Minty pursed her perfect lips together. “The man is smart.”
“As a whip.” I turned to Junie. “What happened with Lenny?”
Junie laughed, hers loud and boisterous in contrast to Minty’s. “He drove me home, called a cab, and I kissed him within an inch of his life. We went out for lunch yesterday and we’re getting together one evening this week.”
“Who is he?” Minty asked.
We both turned to her and answered in unison, “The drummer.”
“Aren’t drummers a little crazy?” Minty asked, looking a tiny bit doubtful.
Junie held her thumb and index finger just slightly apart. “Just a little, but he’s an insurance actuarial by day. I think I’m safe.”
She turned to me. “Did you see Barrett yesterday?”
I blushed, remembering his kiss and his touch when he dropped me home and not wanting to admit he stayed over, not yet.
“Yes. We drove up to Beamsville, stopped at the farmer’s market, and toured a couple of the vineyards. It’s beautiful up there. What did you do, Mint?”
“Not much,” she turned back towards her desk, “I spent most of the weekend with Ruby and Amber.” Amber was Ruby’s sister. “We went shopping in Niagara-on-the-Lake and saw a show.”
“Nice!” Junie exclaimed, then teased, “that wasn’t too hard on your old lady bones?”
Minty smiled her secretive smile. “It was just my speed.”
Barrett
Things were going better than expected. He purposely did not contact Willa on Monday, wanting to give her a bit of breathing room, and Tuesday could not have arrived any slower.
It was finally lunchtime and he strolled over to her office, knocked, and stuck his head in the door.
She’d been bent over her desk writing when he knocked. She lifted her head in question and broke out into a huge smile when she saw him. He chuckled at her reaction, warmed by her welcome.
“Hey, curly, ready to get some lunch?”
She nodded, putting down her pen and grabbing her purse in one smooth movement. She swung around her desk and walked right up to him, tipping her chin up to meet his gaze head on.
“Hello, Viking.”
His eyes smiled into hers as he dipped to brush his lips across her smiling mouth.
