turning back to me. “He cannot be eating right with all this junk.” She put her arm around my waist. “Let us get out of here.”
I agreed.
Destiny, ever vigilant, stayed between Caleb and me. At the door, I slipped out first with Destiny right behind me. It took Emma longer because Isaac had taken her hand and wouldn’t let go. When he finally released her, she made a hasty retreat, herding us to the car. Caleb slipped out behind Emma and tried to get to me for a private good-bye. Destiny was there being my friend.
With a primal growl, Caleb picked Destiny up and set her out of his way. I tried to duck into the Suburban, but he hooked my mid-section and pulled me out and into his arms. With his bear hug securely in place, he tried to kiss me good-bye. I dodged his lips and the kiss landed on my ear. A shiver ran rampant through me. I was a goner.
Before I could give in and beg for more, Emma grabbed his shoulder and neck and squeezed. He dropped like a wet towel after a shower. I stood there, stunned and looked down at Caleb lying on the sidewalk.
Emma stood over and assured him. “You will be fine, just relax and it will wear off soon.”
Isaac hobbled up and looked down at his grandson, unconcerned. “Don’t worry, Caleb, it doesn’t last long. She did it to me once, too.” He turned his twinkling eyes on Emma and smiled. “It was worth it.” He sighed.
Emma rolled her eyes and left Isaac to watch over his grandson. As we got in, I noticed her smile and look back at the adoring Isaac as he waved. Yes, this was a story I would have to hear.
Unfortunately, Emma refused to tell the story on the way home, saying it was too long for our short drive. We suggested a trip to her room where we could hole up while she told us all the juicy details. She declined, saying she had dinner to prepare.
When the Suburban came to a stop in their garage, I leaned over the seat while Destiny got out. “Someday you have to tell me yours and Isaac’s story.”
She turned to face me and whispered, “Someday, I will tell you this story.” She winked and opened her door.
I climbed out and thanked her for taking me along.
“I am glad you enjoyed it. Sylvia, I am sorry about Caleb. I had no idea he would be there.”
“I know you didn’t. It’s okay." I raised my voice. "We all survived, thanks to my best friend and bodyguard.” I grinned at Destiny.
“Hey, what are best friends for but to throw ourselves at gorgeous, muscle bound hunks. Hey, do you think he might take me on the rebound?”
I hadn’t noticed Richard, who stood at the door, his arms clinched tightly over his chest and a frown securely in place. “He’s too old for you.” He growled.
She jerked around to look at her big brother. “You don’t even know how old he is.”
“It doesn’t matter because you can’t date.”
She smirked at him. “ Yet . Seven months big bro…seven months.” She swaggered past him and into the house.
He looked at me. “The shortest seven months of my entire life.” He huffed and followed her in.
Our laughter echoed in the still garage.
I put my hand on Emma’s shoulder. “Any time you want someone to go visiting with you, I’d love to go.”
She nodded as I turned to leave. Another thought struck me and I faced her. “If you need me to sit between you and Isaac I’d be glad to sacrifice myself.” I grinned. “Especially, if Caleb is there.”
Emma chuckled. “Thank you, Sylvia. I promise to call you.”
Before she could close the door behind me I called back to her. “Hey, Emma, you have to teach me that Vulcan death grip thing you did to Caleb.” That would come in very handy.
Emma waved. “I promise, I will.”
The garage door closed and I went home to the smell of fried chicken and black-eyed peas. My stomach, though it grazed all day, was ready for a solid meal with lots of substance.
August 7 th – Thursday
A New Friend
Today the painters packed up and were gone. All that was
I agreed.
Destiny, ever vigilant, stayed between Caleb and me. At the door, I slipped out first with Destiny right behind me. It took Emma longer because Isaac had taken her hand and wouldn’t let go. When he finally released her, she made a hasty retreat, herding us to the car. Caleb slipped out behind Emma and tried to get to me for a private good-bye. Destiny was there being my friend.
With a primal growl, Caleb picked Destiny up and set her out of his way. I tried to duck into the Suburban, but he hooked my mid-section and pulled me out and into his arms. With his bear hug securely in place, he tried to kiss me good-bye. I dodged his lips and the kiss landed on my ear. A shiver ran rampant through me. I was a goner.
Before I could give in and beg for more, Emma grabbed his shoulder and neck and squeezed. He dropped like a wet towel after a shower. I stood there, stunned and looked down at Caleb lying on the sidewalk.
Emma stood over and assured him. “You will be fine, just relax and it will wear off soon.”
Isaac hobbled up and looked down at his grandson, unconcerned. “Don’t worry, Caleb, it doesn’t last long. She did it to me once, too.” He turned his twinkling eyes on Emma and smiled. “It was worth it.” He sighed.
Emma rolled her eyes and left Isaac to watch over his grandson. As we got in, I noticed her smile and look back at the adoring Isaac as he waved. Yes, this was a story I would have to hear.
Unfortunately, Emma refused to tell the story on the way home, saying it was too long for our short drive. We suggested a trip to her room where we could hole up while she told us all the juicy details. She declined, saying she had dinner to prepare.
When the Suburban came to a stop in their garage, I leaned over the seat while Destiny got out. “Someday you have to tell me yours and Isaac’s story.”
She turned to face me and whispered, “Someday, I will tell you this story.” She winked and opened her door.
I climbed out and thanked her for taking me along.
“I am glad you enjoyed it. Sylvia, I am sorry about Caleb. I had no idea he would be there.”
“I know you didn’t. It’s okay." I raised my voice. "We all survived, thanks to my best friend and bodyguard.” I grinned at Destiny.
“Hey, what are best friends for but to throw ourselves at gorgeous, muscle bound hunks. Hey, do you think he might take me on the rebound?”
I hadn’t noticed Richard, who stood at the door, his arms clinched tightly over his chest and a frown securely in place. “He’s too old for you.” He growled.
She jerked around to look at her big brother. “You don’t even know how old he is.”
“It doesn’t matter because you can’t date.”
She smirked at him. “ Yet . Seven months big bro…seven months.” She swaggered past him and into the house.
He looked at me. “The shortest seven months of my entire life.” He huffed and followed her in.
Our laughter echoed in the still garage.
I put my hand on Emma’s shoulder. “Any time you want someone to go visiting with you, I’d love to go.”
She nodded as I turned to leave. Another thought struck me and I faced her. “If you need me to sit between you and Isaac I’d be glad to sacrifice myself.” I grinned. “Especially, if Caleb is there.”
Emma chuckled. “Thank you, Sylvia. I promise to call you.”
Before she could close the door behind me I called back to her. “Hey, Emma, you have to teach me that Vulcan death grip thing you did to Caleb.” That would come in very handy.
Emma waved. “I promise, I will.”
The garage door closed and I went home to the smell of fried chicken and black-eyed peas. My stomach, though it grazed all day, was ready for a solid meal with lots of substance.
August 7 th – Thursday
A New Friend
Today the painters packed up and were gone. All that was
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