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“Me? What did I do?”
“Honestly? I don’t know. But Jackie said I was more open with you there.”
“But I was trying to annoy you.”
He shrugged. “And it worked. In a lot of ways, actually.”
I bit my lip. He and I might not get along, but if I could help, then I should. Eric was a good kid, and Cain was good with him.
Plus, Waldren seemed like a complete ass.
If I could prevent someone from being in the clutches of a man like Trevor, then I would.
I opened my mouth to say just that, but he said something else first.
“And I’d make sure this was worth your time.”
“Worth my time?” My mind could go many places, but none of them made any sense.
“You want the strawberries back, right? Do this, and they’ll be back by spring.”
My jaw dropped. I could plant them? And he wouldn’t complain?
“Yes,”I said. “I was gonna help anyway, but now I’m really gonna help. Prepare to have the best social wingwoman of yourlife.”
“Right,” he said with a wince. “Because that’ll be fun.”
He gave me a nod and then called for Eric. I had more questions, like when we would start with social stuff and when I could start planting berries, but then Eric ran down the stairs and went straight for bread, and I knew that would have to wait.
“We should go out for brunch tomorrow,” Cain told Eric. “Mollie, do you wanna come?”
I was shocked I’d even been addressed, but then I realized what it was for. Wingwoman time.
“Yes, of course. It’ll be fun.”
“Yeah, let’s call it that.”
The town square was busy on the weekend. I had come early to see Jade and get more candles. Cain and I were set to meet at ten, after he got all his work done at the farm.
Despite not having coffee, I was in a decent mood. Jade had watched the first episode of Wren’s new show without me even asking her to, and we got to talk about it while I shopped. I still missed Wren a lot, but I was glad I’d found someone else in the meantime.
I had a decent spot in front of the library, so I walked over to the diner when I saw Cain’s truck pull in. He eyed the bag in my hand.
“You got more?”
“Haven’t you ever heard of supporting local?”
“Of course I have, but we have more than we can burn at this point.”
We.I’d never been referred to as a part of a pair before, not even when I had been engaged. It sent a thrill up my spine. One that shouldnothave been there.
“I’m getting pancakes!” Eric announced the second he was freed from his child seat.
“Hey, wait—” Cain tried to say, but he was next to me before the sentence was finished.
“Do you like pancakes or waffles?”
“I like both,” I said. “But I’m getting French toast.”