My last day at the shop for the week was Friday. Cam always tried to give me at least one full weekend off a month. I didn't expect it or even ask for it, but she made the effort, which I appreciated.
This weekend was the one and I was so looking forward to it. I fully intended to sleep most of the day tomorrow and spend Sunday doing nothing but puttering in my garden and cleaning my own house.
"Don't forget about Sunday," Cam said to me as I gathered my things to leave.
I shot her a blank glance. "Sunday? Do you need me to work?"
She smiled at me. "No, Sunday dinner at my parents, remember?" Her smile faded. "Unless you changed your mind."
I hadn't changed my mind. I'd forgotten completely, which was utterly unlike me.
"No, no. I'm going to be there." I swung my purse over my shoulder and grabbed my lunch bag. Since the nausea was kicking my tail, I tended to bring food that I knew wouldn't bother me to work. Plus, I was trying to save every spare nickel and dime, so there would be no more eating out for me for a long while.
"You didn't tell your parents that I'm..." I let the rest of the question hang in the air, unspoken.
Cam shook her head. "No. You told me that you wanted it to stay between us for now and that's what will happen. And I don't blame you."
"Thanks, Cam."
"Don't thank me for that. Thank me for not beating up my brother. That was the most difficult task."
I shouldn't laugh, but I did. "I told you not to blame him. We're both adults and we did everything we were supposed to do but this still happened."
"Everything you were supposed to do?" Cam scoffed. "The only thing he was supposed to do was keep his hands off the best employee I've ever had!"
"Seriously, Cameron. Stop blaming him," I said. "You should be mad at me for hooking up with your brother the night of your wedding!"
She sighed. "No, I shouldn't. I've never heard you mention dating someone since you started working here, yet you take my brother home that night. That sounds like he convinced you, not the other way around."
"It was a mutual convincing," I stated. After a short pause, I confessed, "I always had a crush on him when I was younger. He'd come over to hang with Scott and he was so handsome and so much nicer to me than any of my brothers' other friends." I shrugged. "So it wasn't as if he took advantage of me. I made a choice with my eyes wide open."
"And something else wide open considering your current condition."
I squeaked and whirled around to find Sierra standing in the doorway of Cam's office, smirking.
"You did not just say that!" Cam exclaimed, jumping to her feet behind her desk.
"I'm sure there's more than one way to get knocked up, but that's the most popular one."
I had to laugh. Sierra was completely irreverent and outrageous and if she wasn't already in love with and married to Benjamin Murphy, I would have fixed her up with Scott. She was exactly the kind of woman he needed to date instead of the ones who expected him to fix all their problems before they broke his heart.
"See? Lee thinks it's funny," Sierra said, gesturing toward me. "Don't get your panties in a twist."
"Okay, I'm going to head out," I said, clapping my hands together to interrupt them. "What time should I be at your parents' house, Cam?" I asked her.
"We eat around one or one-thirty, but I'm pretty sure J.J. said something about picking you up, so I'm sure he'll be in touch."
I bit back a sigh. Yes, he likely would. He would also be disappointed because I intended to drive myself to the McClanes' on Sunday. Until I decided what I wanted to do, and if I seriously wanted to consider the marriage proposal J.J. had only uttered once, I didn't want his parents to think we were together.
I liked Colette and Malcolm and I didn't want to get their hopes up.
Cam snickered, breaking me out of my thoughts. "Oh, Lee. I'm actually kinda glad J.J. knocked you up. He has no idea what hit him or even what he's in for."
I frowned at her, a bit offended. "I'm not going to do anything mean to him."
She waved a hand at me. "I didn't mean it like that. It's just that J.J.