When an old white church bus pulled to a stop in the drive and beeped its horn, Jenna gave her mom a quick hug, and then hugged Alex as well. Jerrod didn’t say good-bye at all. He shouted to a couple of friends he saw through the windows of the bus and ran to join them. “I hope I didn’t keep you from attending services.” Alex returned the wave Jenna sent from her window. “No, I don’t usually go,” Lacey informed him. “Indian Lake society and I don’t mix well.” “I guess we have the house to ourselves for a while.” Alex placed his hands on Lacey’s waist and pulled her against him. Lacey pushed away. She didn’t look him in the eye when she spoke. “Alex, I’m not in the habit of falling into bed with men at the drop of a hat. I know we have a history, but that was a long time ago. Besides that, things have changed. I can’t see you holding me to your ridiculous agreement, now that you know I have children.” Alex was stunned by Lacey’s coolness. He thought he was making headway with her.
