Chapter
sixty-four:
Jenna dipped her
hands into the dish water, and removed a plate, scrubbing it clean.
Since everyone
else had a hand in cooking dinner, she and Taylor offered to do the dishes.
There were too
many for the dishwasher, and they were still stuck with a few to do by hand.
Jenna was
distractedly staring out the window over the sink, absent-mindedly scrubbing
the plate in her hands.
“Jen?”
“What?” Jenna
snapped out of her daze. “Oh, sorry.” She handed him
the plate.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Oh come on, I
know you better than that… does this have anything to do with Luke?”
“No. Of course not. I saw him this morning, I don’t miss him
already.”
“You don’t?”
“No, I don’t.”
“Alright, if you
say so…”
Jenna handed him
another plate and resumed staring out the window.
“Do you have
plans for tomorrow night?”
“I don’t think
so. Why?” Jenna asked, not looking away from the window.
“I thought maybe
we could go out… Get out of the house for a couple hours-“
The phone rang
and Jenna dropped the glass she was cleaning back into the sink with a splash
of suds. “That’s Luke!” She ran across the kitchen and picked up the phone.
She spoke for a
moment, then covered the phone with her hand. “It’s
for you. It’s your manager.”
“Shut up.” She
shoved the phone at him.
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Zac pulled an
old t-shirt over his head and crossed the bedroom.
He had been given his own room, and he was happy to not have to share with his
brothers.
However, he had
spent the past two nights sharing a bed with Becky, and now he didn’t know if
he could handle a night alone.
He removed his
book from his bag and placed it neatly on the nightstand, and began removing a
pile of shirts and stuffing them randomly into drawers. He would re-fold his
pants and hang them up later.
He was
interrupted by a knock at the door.
”Come in!” He called, attempting to force the top drawer closed, even though he
knew it was too full.
Becky entered
the room and carefully closed the door behind her.
“Becca! Hey!” He crossed the room and placed a
kiss on her lips. “What’s wrong?” He
asked.
“Nothing… I was just wondering if I could sleep in here
with you tonight… I mean, it’s only our third night together, and I think Jen
really misses Luke and wants to be alone…”
Zac laughed.
“What?” Becky
asked with a smile.
“I was just
going to ask if you wanted to come to my room…”
Becky laughed
and hugged him tightly. “Good.”
She released him
and glanced around the room, which was now a mess. “What were you doing?”
“I was
unpacking…” He laughed. “Not very well, might I add.”
Becky walked
over to the dresser and pulled open the top drawer, removing several shirts and
refolding them into the next drawer down.
Zac grinned and
wrapped his arms around her body from behind and rested his chin on her
shoulder. “You don’t have to do that…”
Becky laughed. “This room is a mess, Zac. I’ll never get to sleep with all this
crap everywhere.”
“Yeah, but I
don’t want you cleaning up after me…” He tightened his grip around her waist.
“Okay. Fine,”
She laughed. “What now?” She turned around in his arms.
“Hmm… well…
maybe we could go to bed and talk… you know, like the last time we visited each
other, and we sat up all night talking…” He suggested. “I don’t mean we have to
stay up all night, but maybe we could just talk…”
“Sounds
good to me.” She
smiled.
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