The Temporary Roomie: Extended Edition (It Happened in Nashville #2)

Chapter 17

CHAPTER 17

Drew

SUNDAY

I shut the fridge. “We’re out of creamer.”

Jessie is standing beside me, holding a cup of black coffee, looking like I just told her she has to pee in that mug and drink it.

“ No, ” she whispers dramatically.

“Not a fan of black coffee, I take it?” I already know she won’t drink it without cream, but I ask anyway so she won’t know I’ve been tracking her every movement since she moved in.

“Drew”—I’m still not totally used to hearing my name fall so casually from her lips—“creamer is one of the few magnificent little wonders in this world. I refuse to go without it, and no, I’m not being dramatic.” When she smiles like that, I don’t stand a chance. I will bend to her every desire every time.

“All right then.” I scoop up my keys.

She sets down her mug and hurries after me. “Wait, where are you going?”

“To the store to get you creamer.”

She’s bobbing behind me, trying to grab the keys. “No! I didn’t mean you had to go. I’ll go. It’s for me anyway.”

I hold the keys up high so she can’t take them. They jingle playfully. “I need a few other things too.”

“Then make a list, and I’ll get them while I’m there. I better go ahead and buy Grandaddy more Oreos anyway.”

I grin down at her attempts to hop in the air for the keys and her inability to do so because of how uncomfortable it is with her swollen belly. I’m so mean, hanging them like a bone on a string over her head. “Nope, I’m going.”

Determination settles in her stubborn green eyes. “Fine. Then we’re both going.”

“Great.”

“Wonderful.” Her chin angles up. “I’ll drive separate.”

“You’ll ride with me.”

Her eyes narrow and she waits three beats before responding. “Only to help preserve the planet.”

“Such a hero.”