throws herself into her arms.
“Bye, Wren.” Wren.
“I very much enjoyed meeting you, little missy. I know you’re going to make an excellent big sister when your baby brother arrives.”
“Best eva.”
I look at Lawrence when Bridgette, Warren, and Ava are gone. Her elbow is propped on the table, her head tilted so her hand can fidget with the knot on top of her head. Her eyes are wide and intently focused on me. I think she’s trying to figure out what just went down.
“I know what you’re thinking.”
“Enlighten me. I’d love to know what you believe is in my head right now.”
“You’re trying to make sense of what you just saw.”
“Maybe.”
Maybe, my ass. “You wouldn’t be the first to be confused by us.”
“No one understands your relationship, and you’re okay with that. I get it and I think it’s great.”
I can’t recall ever hearing that kind of response from anyone. I almost think she’s fucking with me. “Really?”
“Yeah. The dynamics of your relationship are fascinating.”
“Fascinating? I guess. Hard as hell? Definitely.”
People love to judge. Many haven’t been kind to Bridgette but I could never sit back and allow anyone to hurt her. She was my best friend. And I wasn’t the only one forced into a marriage I didn’t want.
“I would love to hear more but what do you say we grab some dinner first? I’m starving.”
“I could go for some food.” This girl is way more than I expected. Annoying, incessant texter she is not. Beautiful, insightful, and sexy she is. Yeah, definitely want some more Wren time.
Lawrence Thorn
L ucas Broussard , the world’s most interesting man, just became a little more intriguing. I would not have guessed in a million years my brother’s business partner would be so riveting.
I’ve never been married so I don’t understand the dynamics between a husband and wife. I certainly don’t understand the relationships between a divorcé and divorcée. But I don’t have to in order to realize Lucas and Bridgette are the exception to every rule.
This isn’t just kindness toward his ex-wife and the best friend who married her. It’s clear he truly loves them and their daughter. And their son, who will be arriving in a couple months from the looks of things. What drives this man to be like that? “I want to hear more.”
“What would you like to know?”
“Anything. Everything.”
Lucas laughs at my response. “Long or short version?”
“Long.” I think I’ll need it to understand.
“Bridgette was my best friend in high school. We did everything together, which helped make the move from Louisiana easier, that’s for sure.” I try to picture younger versions of Lucas and Bridgette hanging out the way I did with Ivy and Kelsey but I can’t quite conjure an image of him without that beard.
“‘ I don’t know why you guys don’t date. You’d be perfect together.’ It’s all we ever heard from the other kids, teachers, parents. Everyone.”
“I can see where you’d begin to question the validity in it. A kid is impressionable.”
“Exactly. So I started wondering if I was wearing a blinder because I didn’t want to see how perfect we’d be together.”
“You obviously decided to listen to what everyone was saying.” It’s always a mistake to listen to others instead of your heart.
“I asked Bridgette if she wanted to give us a try, to see if everyone knew what they were talking about.”
“And she was willing.”
“No. She told me to never mention it again or she’d punch me in the nuts.” That’s a little unexpected. And funny. “I didn’t bring it up again but she did a couple of years later after we went to college. A couple of months in, we decided to give sex a try. Huge mistake. I don’t think we even had our clothes back on when we agreed it should never happen again.”
But it must have. “You married her.”
“We had sex that one time and she got pregnant.”
“Oh, God.”
“Bye, Wren.” Wren.
“I very much enjoyed meeting you, little missy. I know you’re going to make an excellent big sister when your baby brother arrives.”
“Best eva.”
I look at Lawrence when Bridgette, Warren, and Ava are gone. Her elbow is propped on the table, her head tilted so her hand can fidget with the knot on top of her head. Her eyes are wide and intently focused on me. I think she’s trying to figure out what just went down.
“I know what you’re thinking.”
“Enlighten me. I’d love to know what you believe is in my head right now.”
“You’re trying to make sense of what you just saw.”
“Maybe.”
Maybe, my ass. “You wouldn’t be the first to be confused by us.”
“No one understands your relationship, and you’re okay with that. I get it and I think it’s great.”
I can’t recall ever hearing that kind of response from anyone. I almost think she’s fucking with me. “Really?”
“Yeah. The dynamics of your relationship are fascinating.”
“Fascinating? I guess. Hard as hell? Definitely.”
People love to judge. Many haven’t been kind to Bridgette but I could never sit back and allow anyone to hurt her. She was my best friend. And I wasn’t the only one forced into a marriage I didn’t want.
“I would love to hear more but what do you say we grab some dinner first? I’m starving.”
“I could go for some food.” This girl is way more than I expected. Annoying, incessant texter she is not. Beautiful, insightful, and sexy she is. Yeah, definitely want some more Wren time.
Lawrence Thorn
L ucas Broussard , the world’s most interesting man, just became a little more intriguing. I would not have guessed in a million years my brother’s business partner would be so riveting.
I’ve never been married so I don’t understand the dynamics between a husband and wife. I certainly don’t understand the relationships between a divorcé and divorcée. But I don’t have to in order to realize Lucas and Bridgette are the exception to every rule.
This isn’t just kindness toward his ex-wife and the best friend who married her. It’s clear he truly loves them and their daughter. And their son, who will be arriving in a couple months from the looks of things. What drives this man to be like that? “I want to hear more.”
“What would you like to know?”
“Anything. Everything.”
Lucas laughs at my response. “Long or short version?”
“Long.” I think I’ll need it to understand.
“Bridgette was my best friend in high school. We did everything together, which helped make the move from Louisiana easier, that’s for sure.” I try to picture younger versions of Lucas and Bridgette hanging out the way I did with Ivy and Kelsey but I can’t quite conjure an image of him without that beard.
“‘ I don’t know why you guys don’t date. You’d be perfect together.’ It’s all we ever heard from the other kids, teachers, parents. Everyone.”
“I can see where you’d begin to question the validity in it. A kid is impressionable.”
“Exactly. So I started wondering if I was wearing a blinder because I didn’t want to see how perfect we’d be together.”
“You obviously decided to listen to what everyone was saying.” It’s always a mistake to listen to others instead of your heart.
“I asked Bridgette if she wanted to give us a try, to see if everyone knew what they were talking about.”
“And she was willing.”
“No. She told me to never mention it again or she’d punch me in the nuts.” That’s a little unexpected. And funny. “I didn’t bring it up again but she did a couple of years later after we went to college. A couple of months in, we decided to give sex a try. Huge mistake. I don’t think we even had our clothes back on when we agreed it should never happen again.”
But it must have. “You married her.”
“We had sex that one time and she got pregnant.”
“Oh, God.”
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