finding her coat with no trouble.
“Weird.” I didn’t remember drinking all that much. I frowned into the bottom of the bottle, wondering if it’d spilled without me noticing.
“Get some sleep, Mercy. I’ll come over on Thursday and we can start talking bridesmaids dresses, okay?”
“Okey dokey,” I said with a sloppy smile. “Thanks for coming over tonight, Daph. I needed that.”
“I did too. I really am happy for you.” She paused by the door. “What about Adam though, does he know about the engagement?”
“No, not yet.”
“You should tell him. You don’t want him to hear it from somebody else.”
I gave her a hug and sent her off into the night. Feeling bold, I dialed Adam, annoyed when I got his voicemail. Didn’t he ever pick up the phone? “Adam, it’s me. Call me when you get this, I need to talk to you.”
It wasn’t until I had my shirt up and over my head that I heard his voice from the corner of my bedroom. “Slow down a little. You still owe me that striptease, you know.”
Instead of running or hiding like a scared rabbit, I calmly pulled my shirt the rest of the way off, trading it for an oversized sleep shirt whose sleeve took me three tries to get my arm through. “Stop showing up in my bedroom,” I grumbled once I was decently covered again.
“You made it sound urgent on the phone. I thought I should come right over.”
“You’re supposed to knock on the door like a normal person, remember?” Reaching up under the shirt to take my bra off, I couldn’t get the damn thing unhooked and finally gave up.
“Are you drunk right now?”
“I had a bit of wine, but I’m thinking clear enough. I’m glad you’re here though.”
“Yeah?” He perked up, leaning forward with interest.
“Yes, I have something important to tell you.”
A slow smile spread across his face. “You decided to try South America after all.”
“I’ve decided to marry Parker.” It came out blunter than I’d intended, but there it was. Adam’s brow furrowed at the news, his lips dragging south.
“Did you make that decision hammered too?”
“I’m not hammered, I’m just a little spinny right now. And no, I didn’t have anything to drink. If you must know, I told him I’d marry him a couple of days ago, after we got back from Eden.”
“You’re kidding me, right? This has got to be a joke. You’re marrying him now of all times?”
“No, I’m not kidding. He asked me to marry him a while ago and I said yes.”
“And you’re sure about this.”
“Very. Not that I expect you to understand this, but I love him, Adam.” I sat down on the edge of the bed, searching for the right words to make him understand it was the right choice for me. “I love how he makes me feel and I love how he’s always there for us, no matter what. I love how he loves Evie and how he’s changed his whole life around to make us a family. He wants to adopt her, you know, he wants a real commitment to us and to our future. He puts us first, and now I have a chance to put him first for a change. I’m sorry if that hurts you.”
“No, I get it.” He waved my apology away, rising to his feet. “Thanks for telling me in person, I appreciate it.”
“You’re not mad?” Somehow I thought he’d try to talk me out of it, or at least tell me what a boneheaded decision it was. He seemed to accept it way better than Daphne had.
Adam came to stand before me, reaching up to brush his thumb across my cheek. “How can I be mad about you finding someone who’ll love and take care of you better than I ever could?”
He’d managed to stun me into silence. There was no anger in his eyes, only acceptance. Something I never thought I’d find there. Not that I wanted him to feel hurt and angry, but was this the same Adam who’d pitched a fit the last time I accepted Parker’s proposal or some imposter in an
“Weird.” I didn’t remember drinking all that much. I frowned into the bottom of the bottle, wondering if it’d spilled without me noticing.
“Get some sleep, Mercy. I’ll come over on Thursday and we can start talking bridesmaids dresses, okay?”
“Okey dokey,” I said with a sloppy smile. “Thanks for coming over tonight, Daph. I needed that.”
“I did too. I really am happy for you.” She paused by the door. “What about Adam though, does he know about the engagement?”
“No, not yet.”
“You should tell him. You don’t want him to hear it from somebody else.”
I gave her a hug and sent her off into the night. Feeling bold, I dialed Adam, annoyed when I got his voicemail. Didn’t he ever pick up the phone? “Adam, it’s me. Call me when you get this, I need to talk to you.”
It wasn’t until I had my shirt up and over my head that I heard his voice from the corner of my bedroom. “Slow down a little. You still owe me that striptease, you know.”
Instead of running or hiding like a scared rabbit, I calmly pulled my shirt the rest of the way off, trading it for an oversized sleep shirt whose sleeve took me three tries to get my arm through. “Stop showing up in my bedroom,” I grumbled once I was decently covered again.
“You made it sound urgent on the phone. I thought I should come right over.”
“You’re supposed to knock on the door like a normal person, remember?” Reaching up under the shirt to take my bra off, I couldn’t get the damn thing unhooked and finally gave up.
“Are you drunk right now?”
“I had a bit of wine, but I’m thinking clear enough. I’m glad you’re here though.”
“Yeah?” He perked up, leaning forward with interest.
“Yes, I have something important to tell you.”
A slow smile spread across his face. “You decided to try South America after all.”
“I’ve decided to marry Parker.” It came out blunter than I’d intended, but there it was. Adam’s brow furrowed at the news, his lips dragging south.
“Did you make that decision hammered too?”
“I’m not hammered, I’m just a little spinny right now. And no, I didn’t have anything to drink. If you must know, I told him I’d marry him a couple of days ago, after we got back from Eden.”
“You’re kidding me, right? This has got to be a joke. You’re marrying him now of all times?”
“No, I’m not kidding. He asked me to marry him a while ago and I said yes.”
“And you’re sure about this.”
“Very. Not that I expect you to understand this, but I love him, Adam.” I sat down on the edge of the bed, searching for the right words to make him understand it was the right choice for me. “I love how he makes me feel and I love how he’s always there for us, no matter what. I love how he loves Evie and how he’s changed his whole life around to make us a family. He wants to adopt her, you know, he wants a real commitment to us and to our future. He puts us first, and now I have a chance to put him first for a change. I’m sorry if that hurts you.”
“No, I get it.” He waved my apology away, rising to his feet. “Thanks for telling me in person, I appreciate it.”
“You’re not mad?” Somehow I thought he’d try to talk me out of it, or at least tell me what a boneheaded decision it was. He seemed to accept it way better than Daphne had.
Adam came to stand before me, reaching up to brush his thumb across my cheek. “How can I be mad about you finding someone who’ll love and take care of you better than I ever could?”
He’d managed to stun me into silence. There was no anger in his eyes, only acceptance. Something I never thought I’d find there. Not that I wanted him to feel hurt and angry, but was this the same Adam who’d pitched a fit the last time I accepted Parker’s proposal or some imposter in an
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