“Yeah. Hope asked me to check on you. Need any help hauling stuff to the picnic tomorrow?” Lexi wished Gage would leave. The past five minutes had been filled with tension and she wanted them over. Had he really needed to walk in right then? “Nope, got it all covered.” “Hmm,” was his only answer. With Gage there was no telling if that was acceptance or a stall tactic while his brain figured out some other way to get what he wanted. “She also mentioned something about a girl’s weekend in Charleston that I was supposed to remind you about.” Lexi swore silently under her breath. She’d completely forgotten that was coming up. They’d scheduled the trip weeks ago. A last hurrah before Hope and Gage’s wedding in a couple months. Hope didn’t want a bachelorette party, so this weekend was as close as they were going to get. She’d have to remember to call in Annabeth Pierce and see if she could run the store.
