“I’m sorry, Sadie, let me have him.” I quickly rise to my feet to take him, but she shifts her weight not allowing me to.

“Really, Kailey, it’s fine. My fingers are numb from all the ribbon tying anyway.” She laughs good-naturedly, and Jessa narrows her eyes at her.

“Sit down, let’s chat,” Jessa calls me over, patting the ground next to her.

Sadie props her feet up on the table and positions Drew so he’s sitting on her stomach. She plays with his hands, clapping them together.

“How’s it going?” Jessa asks, handing me the supplies to wrap the small chocolate box. The one thing I love about this spunky blonde is she never gives me the sympathy look. As though she understands how much my situation sucks, but she’s not going to continuously remind me.

“Okay. I saw Trey’s car, is he home?” I ask, not because I don’t enjoy girl time. I crave it most days, especially with Jen being so sick recently.

“I think he walked today. I guess there was some luncheon at Filgrees.” Sadie informs me while raising Drew up in her arms and bringing him back down to her as he grasps for her face.

“Filgrees? That’s nice,” I mention completely envious that Trey gets to eat at some five star restaurant all the faculty usually dine while I ate cold macaroni and cheese right out of the pot.

“I know, he really nailed it with this job.” Jessa smiles brightly, holding the box with the ribbon around it. “Can you hold your finger here?”

I place my finger on the box to secure the ribbon while she starts knotting it. “Be careful, Kailey, she’ll tie your finger if you don’t snatch it away fast enough,” Sadie jokes.

“She just has slow reactions. That ring weighs it down,” Jessa whispers and laughs.

“What did she say?” Sadie turns her head to see us. “What did you say, Jessa?”

“Nothing.” Jessa shakes her head back and forth, pursing her lips together to harbor her giggles.

“I swear, if you weren’t getting married...” Sadie doesn’t finish because the girl knows nothing except how to be nice to everyone.

“Oh!” Jessa places the box down and excitedly pats her legs. “I almost forgot, Sadie and I are planning a spa day, and we booked you too. Trey said he’ll cover the kids for the day. I think Dex is going with him. Too bad it won’t be me, since I’m an awesome babysitter, right, Drew?” She’s rambling so fast, and Drew obviously doesn’t respond, but she keeps going. “So, it’s next Saturday. We already booked you, so you’re going.”

“Geez, Jess, give the girl some breathing time,” Sadie chimes in, but Jessa waves her off.

“Kailey, you need the break, and I really want you to come with us. It will be so much fun. Believe me, Trey is like Mr. Mom over there. He’ll have it under control.” She begs me, and I just nod, knowing I could always cancel with them later. I desperately would love to go, but guilt quickly supersedes my excitement that Jen can’t. We’ve always done stuff like that together, and she would’ve loved to come. Maybe a few weeks ago, but no way now. “Great!” She ends the conversation and grabs another box. I think she’s on some kind of high from the upcoming wedding. I’d probably be on one too if I was marrying Trey. Speak of the devil. I hear his voice carry through the front door.

He must be on the phone, and I spring to my feet, eager to see him. I’m at the edge of the door when a girl’s voice chimes into the conversation. My stomach drops and my movements abruptly stop. Sadie looks my way with Drew in her arms. Her expression isn’t anything but curiosity. Jessa, on the other hand, rises to her feet and stomps into the foyer.

“Hi,” I hear her say to the girl. “I’m Jessa, who would you be?”

“I’m Sara,” the small soft voice answers.

Jessa disregards her and turns her attention to Trey, “Kailey and Drew are here,” her voice stern and noticeably annoyed.

“I saw the van. I’m just getting something for Sara. Where are they?” he casually asks her.

I finally reveal myself and stand in the doorway with my hands clasps together in front of me. What the hell am I doing? I should be fighting for him. Letting this Sara know that he’s mine, and she needs to back off. His eyes light up when he sees me, and I’m in his arms in point three seconds.

“Hey, baby, why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” he asks.

“It was unexpected,” I answer.

“Where are the girls?”

“Play date,” I answer all his questions, and then turn my head to look at Sara.

She’s a mousy little girl with short red hair and hazel eyes. From the way she’s shifting her feet from side to side and staring at the ground, her discomfort in this tension filled room is clear. By now Sadie appears in the doorway with Drew in her arms.

“Drew!” Trey hollers, and the little guy reaches for him. Not thinking twice, Trey grabs him from Sadie and walks us over to Sara. “Sara, this is my girlfriend Kailey and her nephew Drew.”

“Hi.” Her hand lifts slightly, but you can tell she’s uneasy, most likely from the way Jessa ran in here and the tension radiating off of me.

“Hi, it’s nice to meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you,” I say, holding my hand out for her. A smile quickly comes across her face, and she limply shakes my hand.

“I feel like I practically know you,” she jokes, her voice rising to what I assume is her normal range.

“I have a habit of talking about you constantly.” Trey kisses my temple and hands me Drew. “Let me get that disk for you, Sara. I know Matt is waiting for you.” He takes the stairs two at a time.

“Matt?” Jessa questions, her voice tremendously softer than two seconds ago.

“My fiancé,” she answers. “He works at the restaurant, so he gave us a ride home.”

“Fiancé, huh?” Jessa calms her temper down. “When are you getting married?”

“Christmas. I’ve always wanted a winter wedding,” she continues.

“This one’s got two weeks,” Sadie divulges, jerking her thumb toward Jessa. “Do me a favor and treat your bridesmaids nicely before your big day.” She playfully cocks her head to Jessa, who gives her a small push on the shoulder.

“Congratulations,” Sara’s voice lowers again. Trey’s steps coming down the stairs can be heard before he appears.

“Here you go, Sara.” He hands her the disk, and she smiles.

“Thanks, Trey, I’ll get it back to you tomorrow,” she tells him turning around and opening the door. She turns around when her hands reaches the knob. “It was nice meeting all of you,” she says, and we all scramble to get the same words out of our own mouths.

“Time for a break, give me this big guy.” Jessa grabs Drew. “I bet you’re hungry,” she says, and Drew nods his head excessively.

“There’s snacks—.”

“I got it covered,” she tells me.

I walk over to the window and find a guy pulling out of the driveway with Sara in the passenger seat. Trey’s arms wrap around my waist and his chin rests on my shoulder. “Jealous?” he kids. Little does he know I was green with jealously, and I actually doubted him. I shut my eyes in regret of my foolish suspicions before turning around.

“I’m sorry,” I apologize.

“I told you, Kailey, I’m yours,” he brushes his lips against mine way too short for my liking.

“You were always talking about her, but I shouldn’t have come to conclusions. It’s just things are...getting worse,” I admit to him.

“I know, we’ll get through it. Let’s just take it one day at a time.” He peers down at me, and I nod in agreement. “So, why are you here?” he asks. “Not that I’m not thrilled to see you,” he adds.

“Long story, but pretty much giving Caden and Jen some much needed time alone.” I nuzzle into his chest, relishing the ocean breeze scent that is Trey.

“Let’s give them the whole night. Sara was telling me she takes Matt’s niece to this Showtime Pizza Palace all the time.”

“Are you nuts? You do know what it is, right?” I raise both eyebrows at him.