lied.
I took another sip of my coffee and left the cup resting against my lips before pulling it away, hiding the fact that my bottom lip was now trembling. What the hell had I gotten myself into by deciding to come here in the first place?
“Morning, sleepyhead,” Vera said as I hobbled down the stairs and passed the living room where she sat on the couch with Binks beside her. “I didn’t think you were ever going to wake up.”
“What time is it?” I asked groggily as I rubbed the remaining sleep from my eyes.
“Almost twelve,” she answered. “Did you and lover boy have a good time last night?”
I started toward the kitchen, desperately needing my morning cup of wild berry green tea with just a dash of honey. Had we had a good time last night? I smiled at the thought. Of course we had. We’d talked for nearly two hours at Paisley’s before taking a long walk through downtown and continuing our makeshift date.
“Last night was…interesting to say the least,” I said.
I grabbed a cup from the cabinet by the sink and filled it with water from the tap. Vera walked into the kitchen and leaned against the counter beside me.
“What did you guys do? Go tromping through some woods or something someplace?” she asked with a slight amount of snip to her words.
I glanced at her as I unwrapped my little baggie of tea. “What are you talking about? We went for coffee like I said we were and then we just walked around Main Street.”
“How did you manage to track in so much dirt last night, then?” she asked and then took a long sip of what was probably her fourth cup of coffee today. “There was dirt all over in the foyer this morning when I woke up, like you’d gone for a walk in the mud and then stomped your shoes off as soon as you walked in the door instead of outside. Let me tell you, it was not a fun thing to clean up first thing in the morning, but I didn’t want it tracked all through the house.”
“I didn’t track mud in. I don’t know how that got there,” I said with a frown. “Are you sure it wasn’t sand or something?”
Vera scoffed like she couldn’t believe I was questioning her and walked over to where the trash can stood. She dragged it over to me and lifted the lid. “See, dirt. If there’d been a plant beside the door or something I would have thought your creepy cat had knocked it over, but there isn’t, and I know it wasn’t me, so that only leaves you.”
I glanced in the trash can at the deeply rich-looking soil that was tossed on top of our garbage. It definitely wasn’t sand. It looked like soil from a garden, and there was something red mixed in with it…a reddish powder.
“Huh, well I don’t know. Sorry you had to clean it up, though,” I said with a shrug of my shoulder.
There was no sense in arguing with her. Vera was not one to lose a fight, even if she was wrong. I wasn’t sure how the dirt mixture had gotten in the house, but I knew one thing—that it hadn’t been brought in by me. And considering the amount, I was sure it wasn’t something Binks had done.
“I’m sorry I’m so snippy. Ugh, I feel like I have to get out of this house! My hangover lasted for like a year. Please tell me you don’t have to work today at that incredibly boring job you applied for?” Vera asked as she rinsed out her mug and sat it in the sink.
I chuckled at her as I pulled my tea out from the microwave. “Not today. I start tomorrow.”
“Awesome,” she said, hoisting herself up onto the counter. “Let’s go hang out at the beach all day. I could use some vitamin D and some eye candy.”
“Sounds good to me.”
“Yes! I still haven’t gotten to use my new bikini I bought for this trip yet,” Vera said as she hopped off the counter and bounded toward the stairs.
Binks trotted into the kitchen lazily as soon as she exited. He walked straight to me and began winding though my legs and brushing up against me, meowing.
“Are you ready for some
I took another sip of my coffee and left the cup resting against my lips before pulling it away, hiding the fact that my bottom lip was now trembling. What the hell had I gotten myself into by deciding to come here in the first place?
“Morning, sleepyhead,” Vera said as I hobbled down the stairs and passed the living room where she sat on the couch with Binks beside her. “I didn’t think you were ever going to wake up.”
“What time is it?” I asked groggily as I rubbed the remaining sleep from my eyes.
“Almost twelve,” she answered. “Did you and lover boy have a good time last night?”
I started toward the kitchen, desperately needing my morning cup of wild berry green tea with just a dash of honey. Had we had a good time last night? I smiled at the thought. Of course we had. We’d talked for nearly two hours at Paisley’s before taking a long walk through downtown and continuing our makeshift date.
“Last night was…interesting to say the least,” I said.
I grabbed a cup from the cabinet by the sink and filled it with water from the tap. Vera walked into the kitchen and leaned against the counter beside me.
“What did you guys do? Go tromping through some woods or something someplace?” she asked with a slight amount of snip to her words.
I glanced at her as I unwrapped my little baggie of tea. “What are you talking about? We went for coffee like I said we were and then we just walked around Main Street.”
“How did you manage to track in so much dirt last night, then?” she asked and then took a long sip of what was probably her fourth cup of coffee today. “There was dirt all over in the foyer this morning when I woke up, like you’d gone for a walk in the mud and then stomped your shoes off as soon as you walked in the door instead of outside. Let me tell you, it was not a fun thing to clean up first thing in the morning, but I didn’t want it tracked all through the house.”
“I didn’t track mud in. I don’t know how that got there,” I said with a frown. “Are you sure it wasn’t sand or something?”
Vera scoffed like she couldn’t believe I was questioning her and walked over to where the trash can stood. She dragged it over to me and lifted the lid. “See, dirt. If there’d been a plant beside the door or something I would have thought your creepy cat had knocked it over, but there isn’t, and I know it wasn’t me, so that only leaves you.”
I glanced in the trash can at the deeply rich-looking soil that was tossed on top of our garbage. It definitely wasn’t sand. It looked like soil from a garden, and there was something red mixed in with it…a reddish powder.
“Huh, well I don’t know. Sorry you had to clean it up, though,” I said with a shrug of my shoulder.
There was no sense in arguing with her. Vera was not one to lose a fight, even if she was wrong. I wasn’t sure how the dirt mixture had gotten in the house, but I knew one thing—that it hadn’t been brought in by me. And considering the amount, I was sure it wasn’t something Binks had done.
“I’m sorry I’m so snippy. Ugh, I feel like I have to get out of this house! My hangover lasted for like a year. Please tell me you don’t have to work today at that incredibly boring job you applied for?” Vera asked as she rinsed out her mug and sat it in the sink.
I chuckled at her as I pulled my tea out from the microwave. “Not today. I start tomorrow.”
“Awesome,” she said, hoisting herself up onto the counter. “Let’s go hang out at the beach all day. I could use some vitamin D and some eye candy.”
“Sounds good to me.”
“Yes! I still haven’t gotten to use my new bikini I bought for this trip yet,” Vera said as she hopped off the counter and bounded toward the stairs.
Binks trotted into the kitchen lazily as soon as she exited. He walked straight to me and began winding though my legs and brushing up against me, meowing.
“Are you ready for some
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