Charlotte
I can barely keepmy eyes open by the time Heidi drops me off at the house. She yawns as she puts the car in park. Even though we followed Hope and Trinity most of the way up the Thruway, the drive felt like it took forever.
“Do you want to come in?” I offer.
She glances at the back seat, where Alexa promptly passed out as soon as we hit the highway. “Better not,” she whispers. “Hopefully Blake’s already home and can help me get her out of the car.”
“He should be.”
“Today was fun, right? I think Serena was really surprised.”
My lips quirk. Serena’s baby shower had been a success. “It was smart to have it at Lilly and Z’s place. Serena didn’t see it coming.”
Heidi glances at the steering wheel, digging her thumbnail into the leather over and over. “I hope it helped her feel…included.”
“I think it did.” Too tired to examine it further, I pull the door handle. “We’ll talk tomorrow.”
“Okay. Thanks for riding home with me.”
“No problem.”
The porch light flickers, drawing our attention to the front door. Marcel stands under the bright glow and lifts his arm in a quick wave.
“Tell him why I want to get home.” Heidi squirms in her seat. “Also, I have to pee.”
Chuckling, I push my door open. “You want to come inside? I’ll wait in the car with Alexa.”
“No, go ahead.”
“All right.” I hop out and slam the door, waiting until she pulls away to head up the stairs.
“She okay?” Marcel asks, meeting me on the porch.
“Baby bladder,” I explain.
He follows me into the house and takes my purse from my hands, setting it on the bench in the hallway. “I missed you.”
“I missed you too,” I admit with more emotion than I expected thinning my voice.
“How was it?” he asks gently, walking me into our living room.
“It sucked.” I hate the pout in my voice. But I’ve been holding it in all day, and Marcel’s the only one who will understand.
“Come here.” He pulls me into his lap and I curl up against him. He presses a kiss to my forehead. “I shouldn’t have let you go.”
In his arms, I can finally relax and breathe. “I had to be there. I want Serena to feel welcomed. I’m just…prickly. I don’t want to feel like this, but I can’t help it.”
He sighs and reaches over to flick on the lamp. “I wish you’d talk to the girls.”
“After all this time? What’s the point?”
“Do you want to talk to someone?”
“I’m talking to you.” I pick my head up. “Oh, your sister rammed her whole foot down her throat, saying how easy Hope’s pregnancy was. I thought Hope was going to cry for a second.”
“Aw, shit. She probably felt awful. You know how much she worships Hope.”
“I know. I was about to lose it myself, so I’m afraid I didn’t help. I ducked out for a minute. By the time I came back, everyone seemed okay.” I chuckle. “Well, except Shelby. Once the girls got to birthing stories, she jetted the fuck out of the room with Trinity.”