Page 27 of Magical Melee

I laughed. “I guess it’s more what he didn’t tell me. But I did find out that it was my mom taking that photo, and apparently, we spent all of our time hanging around Stonewick.”

She cocked her head slightly. “I thought your mom wasn’t into this town.”

“She wasn’t.” I shrugged. “I’m hoping to talk to Keegan some more tomorrow.”

She wiggled her brows. “Oh, yeah?”

I grinned and shook my head. “Not like that, Skye. Thanks, though.”

“He’s so hot in that dark and brooding way.”

“I think your hormones are going crazy.”

A few minutes of silence sat between us, and we both ate some of our meal.

“What if she’s right?”

“Who?” I asked.

“Nova. What if I’m having twins?”

“That would be incredible.”

“But twice? Two sets of twins?”

“Nothing would surprise me with you,” I said between bites of the cheeseburger. “But I’ll be amazed if Nova predicted it.”

She nodded with a smile. “Are you going to go back to see her?”

“I think I will.” I shrugged. “I’m just puzzled why I supposedly spent a lot of time here when my dad was around, and then I was told this place was a tourist trap and horrible to come to after he died.”

“Maybe it was too painful for your mom. Lots of memories or something?”

“You could be right.”

She ran her finger along the table in a circle. “So, you wouldn’t mind if I went home early?”

Mind it? I would love it.

I shook my head. “You’re going to think I’m nuts, but this place has felt so familiar and inviting. I think I kind of just need some time to wander.”

“Really?” She shot up from the seat and squeezed me. “You’re the best.”

“No, you’re the best for knowing I needed something like this after Alex.”

“Alex. Schmalex. Keegan could take him down with one hit.”

A low grumble of appreciation rumbled from my gut, and I smiled at my best friend. “How do you always know what I need?”

“That’s what friends are for.” She winked at me and let out a happy sigh as she sat down and polished off the food.

“I signed us up for a knitting class tomorrow at eleven o’clock. I don’t want to miss that. So, maybe I’ll just have my hubby pick me up, and then you keep the car?”

“That class will be great.” It sounded like a lot of fun, and I always told myself I’d try knitting one day.

She nodded and stretched toward the ceiling. “Is it lame that I’m already tired?”

I chuckled and glanced at the clock. “It’s midnight somewhere, and there is nothing wrong with sneaking under the covers before it’s nine o’clock.”