Get It On by J. Kenner

Author:J. Kenner
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781940673639
Publisher: Martini & Olive

Chapter Eleven

They were already tipsy by the time they reached Fredericksburg, and not because of the whiskey in the limo—well, not entirely. No, they’d stopped at three vineyards along the way, enjoyed the tastings and the cheese plates, and Tyree had even taken the card of one of the vintners, promising to call him on Monday to discuss using his red blend as the featured local wine at The Fix.

“There’s a winery right on Main Street,” Tyree told her. “Want me to have the driver stop there?”

“No way,” she said, the shaking motion of her head feeling far too exaggerated. “But I do need food. And I think we should go to a German restaurant. That’s what the town’s mostly known for, right?”

“Used to be. I think a lot of fine dining and locally-sourced restaurants have moved in. But if you want German, we’ll have German.” He checked his watch. “We’ll hit Der Lindenbaum. Touristy, but good. And then I know just the place for dessert.”

She grinned. “I didn’t realize I had a tour guide.”

“Your wish, my command,” he said, apparently relishing the idea of taking care of her. Honestly, she didn’t mind. She used to be able to drink like a fish, but she’d cut out alcohol entirely when she was pregnant and breastfeeding, and then David only drank wine. She still had the occasional drink, but she’d pretty much consumed a year’s supply just in the drive to this adorable little town.

Tyree, who probably remembered the days when she could out drink a football team, was watching her with amusement.

“What?”

“You’re adorable when you’re wasted.”

“Oh, no. This is not about me being adorable. The only adorable we’re allowed to talk about is Elena. And believe me, she qualifies.”

“All right, then. Tell me another.”

She’d already told him the story of Elena’s birth, which had been ridiculously easy for her, but hard on David, who’d passed out from the sight of blood. She might have been imagining it, but she thought she’d seen a smug glint in Tyree’s eyes when she told him that. After all, as a combat veteran, surely he’d had no trouble with his own son’s birth.

She wished she’d been able to see him with Elena. At only six pounds at birth, she’d been healthy but tiny, and Eva could imagine Tyree holding her in the palm of his big hand. Or patting her tiny back as he held her against his broad shoulder after a feeding.

Blinking, she turned away, suddenly acutely aware of all they’d missed.

“You okay?”

“Sure.” She gathered herself and turned back. “Just feeling the alcohol.”

“We’ll get food in you soon.” He reached for the intercom, then told the driver to pull over when he could. A short time later, the limo drew to a stop on a side street and the driver let them out. Tyree told him to do whatever he wanted for the next few hours; that they were going to eat and explore, and he’d text when they were ready to get back in the limo.

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