The Proposing Kind by Bria Quinlan

Author:Bria Quinlan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: RogueGiraffe Books

Twenty

I was a new woman. I was a woman who would accept and embrace change.

Yup.

I told Connor not to show up Thursday night because of girls’ night. I went to the store and got snacks and margarita mix. I was planning to mostess my hostess duties like a super heroine.

With Abby bringing something tasty that meant we’d only be ordering takeout if people wanted dinner too—the perfect night. I even went to RedBox and grabbed something that didn’t have explosions in case we wanted to veg in front of the TV.

When Jenna showed up, she glanced around the living room like there might be something new there.

“What?”

“Where’s Connor?” she asked.

“Why would Connor be here for girls’ night?”

“Ummm…” Jenna just gave me her weapon-smile and breezed by, putting her stuff in the fridge.

“What?” Because, that was not nothing.

“I just thought—”

“What?” Pulling teeth was not on my agenda for the evening, but it seemed it was on Jenna’s.

“He’s just always here.” Even though she stated it as a fact, there was an underlying negative vibe to the statement.

I had no idea what her point was. She wasn’t always here, so I didn’t understand why him always being here would bother her.

“So?”

“I don’t know.” She shrugged, as if this conversation wasn’t secretly a Big Deal that neither of us was admitting out loud. “It just feels like he’s swept in and took over your life.”

I turned from her and walked to the couch, plopping down on it, a little surprised we were going there. Jenna was typically Ms. Happily Ever After, but apparently not for me.

“What about Max and Kasey?” Because Max was all about Kasey. He was around all the time. And, since he was Jenna’s boyfriend’s best friend that meant he was around even more than Connor. It was like there was our group of friends…and then there was Connor. And he wasn’t allowed in.

“Well, Kasey doesn’t want to be in a relationship, so Max is fighting a battle just to get her to let him pay for dinner.”

I was trying to figure out what the right response to that was when my updated intercom buzzed and I had to go answer it.

“Hi, Joe.”

“Ma’am.” We still weren’t past the ma’am thing. “There’s a young person here.”

Joe, the evening security person, was not Dan. Dan managed to make everything feel easy and laid back even as he protected the building from…whatever they thought was going to happen to the building and occupants.

Joe, on the other hand, acted like we were the White House and every occupant was the president.

So of course I liked to mess with him.

“Does she look suspicious, Joe?”

“I have to say, ma’am, she actually does.”

I muted the intercom while I giggled and Jenna came over to join me.

I turned the intercom back on. “Is she glaring at you like she could take you out with a paperclip?”

“That’s exactly how she’s looking at me.”

“Looks a bit like a pinup girl? Big eyes, lush mouth?”

“Um…”

“Is she carrying a cake?”

“Oh, yes!” Joe seemed relieved to have a question he could answer that didn’t involve sexually harassing a guest.

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