The Dating Charade by Melissa Ferguson

Author:Melissa Ferguson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2019-12-02T16:00:00+00:00

14

Jett

He was going to church 40 percent for all the appropriate reasons, 60 percent for the free babysitting. And no, at this point of sleep deprivation and sanity loss, he didn’t feel bad about it.

Sunny tucked his slightly rumpled button-up into his jeans. “You sure you don’t want to come with Sarah and me?”

“Yes.”

Kneeling in his grey slacks, Jett crammed Drew’s wiggling toes into socks and then pushed his feet into lime-green sandals. Everything in his life felt like it had to be done quickly. Quickly he pushed feet into socks or else Drew would wiggle himself out of his grip and be running down the hall yelling like a wild monkey. Quickly Jett had to throw cereal into a bowl or else the twins fell into hysterics of hunger. Quickly he had to mix formula. Quickly he had to pick up Dakota when she fell down. Quickly he had to grab Drew before he squeezed through the porch bars and fell two stories.

It was incredible how he could watch his roommate talking, walking, dressing at a snail’s pace with a snail’s attitude all while he himself was running with a blood pressure of 170 over 90. Work was a break. These days, knocking down a door in a burning building of 1,100-degree heat was a day at the beach.

Grabbing Drew by the underarms and lifting him to stand, Jett held a firm grip and reviewed the trio beside the door. Dakota had a lopsided ponytail, a pink sweater, and a lollipop she’d been licking passively the past twenty-four hours. Drew had a Cheerio on his cheek, a Thomas the Train T-shirt on, and socks peeking through sandals. TJ was in his car seat, a large stain on the same fuzzy sleeper he’d worn to bed. Time to roll.

“You sure?” Sunny said.

Yes. Simply, the answer was yes. If he was stuck between a rock and a hard place and had to take up Sarah’s offers for babysitting, he at least could try to avoid her on Sundays, when he was off. Also, there was another, equally significant, reason for going his own way. “Cross Point doesn’t have a double service. I’m going somewhere they have two services.”

“Why’s that?”

“So for two and a half hours I can breathe.”

“Let me get this straight.” Sunny slid on his only pair of nice shoes—one in fact disfigured by Drew’s chew marks. “The service is going to end, people are going to leave, and you are just going to keep sitting in some pew, going through the whole thing again.”

“That’s right.” Jett adjusted his tie, then picked Dakota up. “And I’m going to relish every moment of it.”

Sunny laughed and opened the door. “Whatever floats your boat, man.”

Sarah’s own door opened.

“Ready, boys?” Sarah turned the key in her deadbolt and faced them. Jett had never seen Sarah wearing earrings so large before, and the thick eyeliner above her lids made the almond shape of her green eyes seem almost catlike. Catlike . . . in a pretty way.

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