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“Thank you,” Jane replied while walking toward the refrigerator.
She pulled it out and turned just as I put her cup down. “Thought you went back to sleep.”
“I did, for about a minute, and then I thought about coffee.” She added some creamer before lifting the steaming liquid to her mouth. “I didn’t even take a shower before I came down.”
Josie laughed. “Finally, a fellow coffee lover.”
Jane moved to sit next to Josie. “You love coffee too?”
“Absolutely.” She nodded. “Actually, love is too tame a word for how I feel about coffee.”
Bear shook his head. “She’s not exaggerating. Never saw anyone drink the amount of coffee she does.”
She looked over her shoulder at me. “What weren’t you sure I’d want to do?”
“Go for a motorcycle ride.” I made my way to the counter and slid into the seat beside her. “They’re heading to the beach, invited us along, but it’s about a three-hour ride both ways.”
“Have you ever been on a bike?” Bear asked.
“No.” She shook her head. “But I love the beach, and it sounds like fun.”
“You sure?” I asked, but I was hoping she wanted to. As much as I wanted to stay in bed all day, I really wanted her on the back of my bike with nothing between us but the roar of the engine.
“Yeah.” She pointed at her cup of coffee. “I just need a few more of these and a quick shower before we go.”
Josie lifted her cup and smiled. “I couldn’t agree more.”
“We need to eat somethin’ if we’re going.” I pushed from the stool and headed to the refrigerator. Opening the door, I surveyed quickly and found some sandwiches Ritz must’ve made. “A sandwich okay, Jane?”
“Yeah, that sounds great, thank you,” Jane replied sweetly.
“Jane is such a pretty name,” Josie said. “Is there a reason your parents chose it?”
I grabbed a few plates and threw the sandwiches on them before walking back toward the counter, only pausing when I heard Jane reply. “My mom always told my sister and me that before she had kids, she liked to read, and her two favorite books areJane EyreandWuthering Heights.”
Josie smiled. “So she named you Jane, obviously after Jane Eyre.” She studied me closely. “Let me guess, she named your sister Emily?”
Jane smiled up at me when I put the plate in front of her but answered Josie. “You guessed it.”
“How the hell did you know that?” Bear asked.
“Because the Brontë sisters wrote both books. Charlotte Brontë wroteJane Eyre, and Emily Brontë wroteWuthering Heights, so if Jane is Jane, then it only makes sense that…”
“Emily is Emily because she couldn’t name her Wuthering,” Bear guessed.
I chuckled but was impressed that Josie figured it out so quickly.
Josie smiled softly. “It’s a wonderful tribute that she named you after two things she loves.”
“I guess.” Jane shrugged.
Josie looked at me before facing Jane again. “You don’t think so?”
Jane sighed. “My mom loves a good story, that’s true, but I’ve never seen her read anything in my life. I think maybe she liked the idea of telling the story behind our names more than the actual books.”
“It is a beautiful story.” Josie frowned slightly.
“Yeah.” Jane lifted her sandwich to her mouth and took a bite but then closed her eyes and sighed. “Ritz must’ve made this.”
