Devon
Two months later, I walked into Hatch’s kitchen to find Maisie on the phone. I was takin’ Jamie to karate or somethin’ because they had s**t they needed to do.
“Well, darling, maybe you should just go out with him,” Maisie said.
My ears perked up. I hoped to God she wasn’t talkin’ to Poppy. She and I had finally got back on track and the thought of her datin’ anyone gutted me.
“If he’s nice and you find him attractive, what’s the problem?” Maisie suddenly realized I was in the kitchen and her cheeks pinkened. “Right, well, whatever you decide, sweetheart. I know you’ll make the right decision. Yes, of course. Okay, love, I’ll talk to you soon.” She hung up and slid her phone into her pocket. “Hi, Dev. Thank you so much for doing this. We kind of double booked ourselves tonight.”
