“Let’s try the cheese,” Olympia said, watching the popcorn kernels burst to life in the industrial cooker she’d managed to rent from the local theater company. The buttery, warm, salty smell of popcorn made her inner child so happy, and she turned to Steven to get his take on the idea.
“Okay,” the man said. “If you want cheesy fingerprints all over everything.”
“It won’t be that bad,” she said.
“You don’t have kids.”
His words stung Olympia way down deep in her stomach, someplace she didn’t even know she had. No, she didn’t have children. No, she wasn’t married. She’d dated a lot before Hunter, but since him…she didn’t trust herself to find the right guy.
Even last night when Chet had said he wasn’t married, Olympia’s first thought was to verify that information. Make sure he was tell
